Pretences

I get tired of smiling at times..
Heart raging with anger but struggle to utter a single word of profanity..
Loved someone till death but that someone couldn’t risk his freedom ..
Every moment seems to be an illusion as I want to be me but couldn’t be..nobody wants to see the real me..


With despair I run far away from truth to pursue me harder..
Only to risk my life with loneliness.
Is this what we call life…I live every day as they say ..
Carving thoughts out of clouds , singing in the rain, wiping the window pane,humming with the bird while walking down the meadows..
Chasing the sunset ..splashing water running along the shore..
Lying right next to him talking through the night till the sun lights up his face..
Knowing days will pass by but no wishes to fear.
Look what I become where wants haunt me ..and desire lures me keeping me on my toes never letting me breathe the fresh air..
It’s not who I am..running just makes this worse

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