Illusions of the nostalgic past, flashbacks to the climaxes of the gone by life; smiles ransomed away, a facade indescribably empty. More stranger than mysterious sadness "realisation that the only person I've been missing; the old me, the one who had lived well alive"
Iridescent moments forfeited for the hideous present moments, dragging down plunging me down to the depths of my bottomless emptiness and depression.
Many a Times I wonder if I can rise up , I am of little faith and trust in myself.
Sought the life I so coveted and imagined me to be, merely getting at even the threshold making hard stumbles, very hard ones into the biggest potholes life could ever offer me; 'it is a life not lived'!
Emptiness is simply my only shroud, Darkness my stalker, Loneliness my only company.
Life became a wait... the wait!
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Randomemptiness, shattered dreams... broken hopes.... unknown sadness....... untold longings..... bits by bits robbing me of my soul ...my youthful life. ... fleeting moments gone by which should have stayed longer guaranting me a little hope of joy a...
