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A heartbeat. A glance. A pair of eyes. A breath. I's beauty.

A heartbeat. A step. A wish. A want. A smile.

A heartbeat. Her words. Her hair. Her steps. Her glow.

You are the blood in my veins

The breath in my lungs

The song of my dreams

With all words hung

Your eyes are blazen

And sparkling with gold

But my lips are frozen

My heart is sad

Can you feel it?

My sorrow's a ballad

Can you fill it?

Oh love, how I crave you

In depths of my soul

Oh love, how I need you

In the moments I feel cold

Every day and every night

My wait was for you

Every prayer of almight

My wish was for you

Someday I wish to be with you

Someday I wanna be in your arms

One day the wish will be true

I'm falling. For someone. I don't know. If it is love.

Oh God. There's this new guy, looks all crazy and hot. To everyone except me, that is. Yet I fell feel-as-if-he's-like-me-and-I-like-him. But it's not and I don't.

He's a worm in my brain. Keeps making havoc with the files and projects and what not. And no one calls him for that, cause he managed to corrupt everyone. Sounds like a crime I wanna solve, but I don't wanna bother. Cus I'm tired y'know? Everytime I get close to him or lock eyes with him (which is unintentional and accidental for me, but maybe not him...? ) I feel confused, which only god knows why (Or maybe he does. Shut up.)

Mote often than not, we find people and phones with lectures of optimism, positivity, life, eternity..... What not. But when even the creators face some testing situations, as they too are humans, there's hardly any comfort visible.

At the moment of this creation, I'm in a dark room, at my cousin's house. All my family members and friends are in the lawn, and I'm feeling, how far it is from here, yet so close to heart, but too far from hands.

It pains me, to be in such a dilemma of emotions. When I look at the each of them, I can remember all of their life stories, each of I hv faced, and failed. There's hardly any difference. But I feel like gawping fish, out of water. In the fire. Of hell.

The first two Paras are history, if u want to ignore.

Every time I have a project, I try to tell to myself... It's gonna be better, don't heck yourself... Everyone's gonna be good and everything fine..... But the very next thing I know is, that if it were ever possible, then it would be #In your dreams. Well, there was this one project which raised up my mood, so that I could come back here. Legally, I hv a family, a lifestyle, quite some good commitments 'n all that. And according to basic definition of family, they're (these people) are supposed to be supportive, encouraging, etc etc. But I just heard my dad roasting my cousin........ And I was all but fire, even if I couldn't show it then.

Her deeds are of no count to me, but the way my dad judges.... makes her sound like an infinity, but me as a zero. And the worst of all, I don't have much optimism left in me, after these many years. I spent my lockdown away, got therapy, changed myself, oh my god what not. But yet, here I am, in my world of misery, takin' everything in with no outlets. I'm starting to remember my childhood, when all I got was glares (from others) and gashes (from myself). Soon, I feel the storm of my past, people in our memories are gonna repeat themself. Literally, I praying to hell not for it to happen. As I think of all this, I sparked up some these quotes... From here n there n everywhere. Hope it reaches some other people also.... And finds light to my own life too...........

-> Sometimes, we are like glass. Charming but cursed. No matter how transparent we are, people still want to break us.

-> Or we might even be honey. What kind of friends we have, depends on where are. That is, we can get enough bees in the woods, and quite a number of flies in stale dirt.

-> I am, a manipulative mirror. You see what you want, and can hide from anyone but me.

...........so on.

Intro: Hulla! Long time no see, guys n girls. I know, u must hv thought me dead, and I quite was (no surprises there, my family is quite a task.) But anyways, I did make a not-so-quite-herioc release, but a dramatic escape from the domesticity, to get back to you guys. <3<3<3. I'm not a homeless tramp yet, but after knowing what happened, you might as well think I am....