Concealing those tearful eyes with my dark glasses
I pretend to be so unaffected, cold and emotion-free
People I pass by stare hard with their countless thoughtful
vibes
I care not what they think or feel
This body which I drag moves with no instructions from me
My day does not differ ever and life feels like a one page
story
I foresee the next five minutes in my every breathe
Flashes of "fog" blur my vision and I struggle to see the road
with tearful eyes
Tell me, how many more years will I shout and weep silently
beneath my quilt?
Tell me, how many more years will I pretend to be so tough,
numb and emotionless?
Loneliness does not scare me; care does
Ghosts do not scare me; love does
I pray each day to “whoever” to protect me from this expression
of deception
Few minutes from now, I would close this window and shut my
brain to sleep
Tomorrow would be as predictable as the days I have been
living
Once again, I will come back to my bed and weep for a minute
to relieve the heavy heart
Yet again, I will conceal these puffy eyes, wear my shades
and work for over 12 hours!
Dragging each day with no hope to see anything different
tomorrow, I will alas finish life...
Written by Vrushu
