Amidst Darkness

Let it bleed.

And then suddenly, there came a moment in my life when I was able to carry any heavy object, without difficulty. It was fascinating because back then, I was the same weak person who  couldn't even carry a heavy suitcase of my own without complaining. And then it all hit me. No heavy weight bothered me anymore, as now I was used to, of carrying the heaviest weight in my heart. Strangely people call it a void, but I never understood how a void weighed & ached so badly... it rather seemed like a wound to me, very deep, very fresh. With the passage of time the wound may have sealed with a thin, tiny layer of skin, no doubt. But, if touched, it might rip apart & it would bleed again, even worser than the first time. And this time, if it bleeds, I won't stop it. I will let it hurt me till nothing really hurts me anymore and I will die before I die!~