Every day she would shed little pieces of her personality,
Every day she would abandon a part of her unique self,
Every day she died, just a little.
Surrounded herself with the people, she could care less about.
For the ghosts of the past would come haunting, whenever she was alone.
She, who would love to ponder, now hated the self-talk.
She, who loved the solitude, now can’t dare to stay back.
Lost somewhere behind those glasses,
Amidst those line of codes,
She was nowhere to find…
Day by day, piece by piece,
She was gone has been gone for a while now…
In chasing all the possible flowers for my garden,
I forgot to sniff any of their scents.
In chasing one milestone after another,
forgot to stop running and admire the beauty of the pathway.
In chasing all the moments of life,
forgot to savor that one moment.
In chasing those big things,
forgot to be grateful for little things.
That never ending chase!
In the chase to not miss anything, missed out on everything…
Chasing life, I remembered to inhale and exhale,
But, forgot to breathe, just BREATHE.
Did you ever feel like you were drowning?
That sinking feeling!
It may not necessarily come when you are alone,
It even haunts when you are surrounded by a bunch of people.
Your head buzzing with all those noises,
But no voice brings you back to the SURFACE…
You set out to untangle the tangled,
and realise the knots were broken way ago..
How I wish life had a remote control..
Pausing and playing whenever I want,
Fast forwarding through bad times,
Rewinding to correct mistakes made in the past,
Recording the moments I want to relive again and again..
Turning up the brightness when it is immersed in dark,
Muting whenver the noises are too loud to hear,
And finally, to Power-off when it’s all too much to bear..