There comes a time,
Where life leaves you at the edge of the cliff
Not to fly but to fall of
You don’t scream, you just stand still
Frozen in a storm made by others
There comes a creepy day
Where the rumors exploded reaching every corner
Like the fragments of exploded grenade
It was no more a whisper spread by your enemy’s
But a fire started those you once laughed with.
There comes another shitty week
Where they talk with their eyes that strips away dignity
With dirty stares that speaks louder than any fact
After the damn explosion even the closest one who once was a shelter
Now steps back and is ready to pull another safety pin if the grenade
There comes another depressing Month
Where your mind is filled with doubts
At that time you are not afraid of fall
But the fear of what if the echo of explosion reach home
What if your family hears the lies about who you are not?
There comes another hellish year
Where you are find yourself with a pen and book
Expressing your feeling, scribbling on each page
About how disturbed you mental emotion are
After the wild fire like- rumors which signaled all nerve system to fall back...
And there come the final episode
Where you find yourself fight with your emotions
Your heart starts bleeding and cries for help,
Begging you to fight against the rumors
And your brain stops sending messages to other system leaving you alone in the dark
#Tuku and her pen
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Beginning of belief and thinking
RandomIt's the collection of short storys and other random notes .... Expressing my thought through short note. live and work and dream each has his little scheme sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cry and thus the days pass by.....
