Essence of Verselet

It was a dreadful night when I felt that it had come to an end. My heart’s been bleeding of feelings making me feel disoriented. I have forgotten everything. I am desperate to live but I am dead inside. I want to stand up but I am paralyzed by standing for myself. The night has come when the dead will be reborn. When I’ll die, the dead will heal my wounds as the living ones could not. It doesn’t matter if I have no place to stay because someday my grave will be home, the essence of dead roses will mark my existence. I am entangled in the strings of trepidation. Death is inevitable, but thoughts aren’t. I have been eaten away because of the way I think. Eyes everywhere, irresistible words, instability and depression from that of my state. Controlling emotions has become a routine now. My feelings are flowing in the form of tears. I am drowning in the ocean of sorrow and regrets. Unable to find a way to my happiness, I guess it’s extinct. I feel I am sinking in the ocean of love, not able to find any. Love these days are sold. The intrusiveness of just experiencing love once is gone. Words being carved in my heart forever. The grudges I held became free now in the form of my ashes. Waiting for that moment, when my soul will be leaving  I’m loving the dark making me feel disgusted. The date I will never forget will be carved on my tomb. The thread of life just snapped away. When you know you are dying, but you have that little smile, But deep inside you are screaming, screaming to be taken out and staying alone. Lying on the bed as usual, doing nothing, bleeding tears and on and on. My hands are shivering and breathing heavily, but I have to calm myself down in the end. The ups and downs of life have made my heartbeat flat.  Yes, I’m dead, the dead who will never be reborn. This is the end of my journey of life making me feel like a culprit in someone’s story and victim in my own.  Goodbye to all the people making me feel pathetic……