Hey all! I am back with a new update. This piece I believe can connect to everyone. There is a time in everyone’s life when they are hurt but they can’t actually do anything about it. It’s always because of people, here it’s about how people are so rigid, stubborn in a way that it suffocates others. We always say change is the only constant but really is that change actually right? And do people change for always good? And do they actually change or are they too inflexible? I guess in my life till now, I have met more people who are rigid, who are not willing to change, than people who actually changed! Okay, so a huge use of the word ‘change’, and this is definitely not to endorse the title. (:P) It’s just that there is no other word that manifests change like ‘change’. Anyway, not delaying more, go ahead and read. As always your comments makes me happy!
I wanna run away,
Far to a land which holds me tight;
Away from the burdens of
Sadness, Guilt, Anger, Retaliation.
Far to a place full of water
Where my tears mix, dilute, and become nothing.
Far to a world where showing my sadness doesn’t mean
Torturing myself, in order to signify I am hurt.
Away from all possible human emotions.
Come take me in your arms,
Fill me with your strength God.
I can’t shoot back anymore,
I can’t digest the societal norms,
I can’t agree with my family notions,
I can’t smile when my heart is wounded,
I can’t love when it is not reciprocated.
I tried changing whatever I could but all in vain.
People are like rubber bands
You try to straighten them but they come right back to their shape
The moment you release them.
I tried stretching again and again
In the hope of seeing a little change
But, right after releasing one end;
The other end kept on injuring my hand whenever
I tried changing the shape.
And the damage didn’t give any fruit to lessen the pain.
I can’t handle life anymore.
I don’t want to come to you God,
Where I would find peace, relaxation;
Rather I wish you come here.
Make the world a better place to live in
‘Cause clearly humans have all lost it.
No matter how much I question your existence,
I still believe in you,
I still believe in miracles,
I still hope for a utopic world.
No matter how cruel life can be,
I still believe that it is a beautiful journey,
I want you here,
Right by my side.
I want you caressing my cheek
While I lay in bed, sleep deprived.
The image is a painting by Alfred Stevens, called ‘A Stormy Night’.