SUFFOCATED
thats what I feel now-a-days.
Feeling where I feel someone strangling my neck so vigorously that I can hardly breathe.
People say your family knows you the best, they say that they can heal your soul,
They can understand you or
They can draw stars around your scars.
BUT
What if they are the ones who gave us scars?
What if they're the one because of whom our soul has scars on it?
What if those same people who should bring out comfort is the main reason we feel strangled?
"Family brings out the best in us" they said.
What if they bring out the worse in me?
Home is a place where you feel charged with positive thoughts.
But what if that home becomes a emotionally draining place?
What if instead of finding home with your family? You find a home away from home.
A home which is your safe place, where you don't feel suffocated, a place which is your comfort place. A place where you dont feel emotionally drained.
That place can be anything and anyone, it can be your friends, it can be your bedroom it can be anything.
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One Shots
PoetryI got lost and disappeared.For Days. Sometimes i wonder which part of me came back