I don't have a way back because I know its a one way street; but still I am worried and feeling the pain. Like swords being pushed through my shoulders down to my heart, making its way through lungs and make me as powerless as a new born.
Am I lost or is it just the origin of the unexpected? Like a reader skimming through a diary pages, the pages of my life are being flipped mercilessly and so fast that I cant catchup. After my success stories the pages of life are now inked with the epics of my failures and loss. I ain't quitting but I am just confused and pushing myself in this dark with a hope of light at end of tunnel.
Lets see how long this optimism is gonna be with me.

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