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          Losing a loved one is like having the rug swept from under you. We plan a lot for future and those plans can be taken in the blink of an eye.         The world seems to stand still when you are told. The feeling you have never felt before, of total depression. You feel faint and stunned as if you are falling or dreaming. Somehow you knew it was going to happen but you could never be ready for it. You don't know what to say. You are totally dumbstruck. You burn up, feel shaky, but no tears will come. You have to get up there, to break free, do away anything to make this feeling fade. You just don't want to believe it happened. Part of you wants to cry your heart out and the other part of you wants to hit something with the anger that is seething inside you.          The funny thing about death is, it brings out the sheer delusion in all of us, I had a firsthand experience  in this case. Trust me it is something that you can never escape.  You will drown into this miser

P.C Pinterest It was raining this morning and I woke up with a very unusual feeling. I walked towards the balcony holding   a cup of coffee in my hand, and there leaning  on the balustrade I went into a deep thought, trying to figure out myself for the very first time.  I realized that 'M a person who feels equally fulfilled whether 'M out in a crowd, or at home alone enjoying my own company. I was flexible in varieties of situation and had easier time adjusting my approach to people. Sometimes I would flip depending on my mood, context, and goals. I knew I was a fence-sitter between an introversion and an extroversion since my character did not lean heavily on either directions.  Well yes, 'M an AMBIVERT!

  Nothing seems right to  me Head on my knees; Tears silently dropping down Soothing me into sereness. I have tried to call out, But they left me unanswered. Unable to cry out So, I sit there in  silence. I stay alone all  night With tears in my eyes, And sadness fills my  heart But everything I feel is a secrecy. Remember me and my sorrows I will write them in the stars You will find us there When you gaze at the sky. ~ P.C Google

I used to believe in magic, Time that flies and no tragic. Used to think that life is fantastic Now all I want is to be lethargic. 'M addicted to this drug called loneliness Became scared of feeling happiness, Because I know it will always be followed by deadliness. It's just me and my melancholy, In this dark room and gloomy, I hate it when misery have me Could only see death as remedy. I only see sorrows around me No way to navigate joy to me. Agony is building inside me Tryna' get myself up so it wouldn't drown  me. P.C Pinterest