Night's Wondering

Night's Wondering

Unsafe, unsure

Unaware of what's happening

Nights that go with endless tears

And wondering...

Lost I feel, in the ocean of emotions.

Vulnerable inside, outside

Suffocation... No room to breathe

Or rest in peace, 4:00 AM in the night,

I feel Sleepless indeed.

Throbbing, the pain, 

In the heart, and the guts...

Sour and sore.

Eyes as wet as a night-sea-shore. 

With rains of pains

And burrows of sorrows

Perplexed I'm 

As to what to follow?

Breathless and awake, 

Unable to sleep...

How many such nights,

Will I actually weep?

Reality: Starring the Earth.

Reality: Starring the Earth. 

Differently,

Vividly,

I...

........

Express, Convey, Show, Live, Laugh and Talk.

Where? Here, the crust; the facade 

of its Massiveness.

That's what the core clads.

And its small, 

customary.

But since mine,

soft, 

delicate 

and 

intricate.

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...

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Tailored existence to welcome emotions.

Lower bricks and walls.

Expected better.

Warmth.

........

Hah. Delusional Much!? Weak? 

Dreaming too big?

Flying too high?

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If so, where do I land?

On the unwelcoming crust;

unstable, unbreathable?

Trapped here. In this miserable existence.

In a wooden box, suffocated.

Intoxicated, tied.

Wounded.

Left.

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Let me breathe...

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