Forsaken

Sometimes I feel am just an onlooker on life… What I am missing terribly is a sense of belonging… I just don’t exist. That life is a beautiful shimmer far, far away from me, glittering in the distance; and that it would all vanish as soon as I thought I had it… This feeling is so strong that am afraid to reach out.

When shadows beckon...

I gaze up at the dark black sky specked by millions of stars, twinkling. It was a lonely night, you could hear the silence singing in the breeze. The clouds billowing now, dark ominous clouds, blinding me, and I hear piercing screams ring through the deserted corridors of my mind… My mind’s playing tricks on me again…