Droplets strike against the porcelein sink ,
drip....drip.....drip
Numbly sitting on the cold ,bathroom floor
Head against the wall,blankly staring at the ceiling .
Wondering how fragile human life is..
The slightest change can upset the balance,
destabilise
Bring about a war between the mind and the heart .
A war that has been present and fought by every soldier in the human race since the begining of time .
It began long ago ,when adam and eve were sent to the ground to repent for being a slave to their desires , not listening to their mind, repentance continuing till the end of time.
The heart, filled with desire ,love and a depth of affection .
This beating flesh holding the core to humanity .
A epicentre of emotions and the declarations of intentions .
Its funny how old wives tales describe the cruel and wicked as heartless tyrants
but
the kind as warm hearted saints.
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RandomMe rambling about the little things in life,while dealing with anxiety and other ups and downs.
