Sunday, November 08, 2015

Anymore.

All the insults I have been through,
and all the pain I drank with a smile.
Every time I wish they were few,
but I let them travel another mile.

They were like the strings I held on to too tight.
By me, with me, like that, all my life.
My side of it, today I am letting go,
Maybe, just maybe, it all wasn't worth the while.

Now I don't choose you. I know I chose you without any complaints or doubts right till the last hour I have spent crying and thinking in perfect silence, except for the sound of my beating heart but now, in this moment and the rest, I don't choose you anymore. Perhaps the silence teaches us a lot. And the gloomy sky is going from the shades of orange to purple to blue, the prevailing dusk starts to fall with the singing birds returning to their cradles, and I too am seeking a closure.

I like it, dark and alone.