Part 2

I cried, cried every second, every minute. I knocked, re -knocked, re-re knocked at the doors of my own fate, destiny. I screamed with agony of the excruciating pain. with every breadth, there is a regret, a repentance, a pain, a question to my own inner self what am I doing with myself?
 What have I done to myself?
How and when did I slip off the cliff?






P.S. I realized Bygones are never bygones. You have to live with your past.

Part 1

I am roaring inside, screaming inside, there is so much un-rest inside , there is  such a turbulence inside, i feel like venting it out , i search for ways to just vent it out , i don't know what to say , and to whom to say all this , i just want  to go and scream my lungs out !! just scream so loudly that everything that is making my ass pain just gets out and i  become that one normal person back again . I want  to be back again , i  am not tired of  fighting i am tired of faking it , i am tired of faking that everything in life is going smoothly , i long for that one heart to heart talk , but i cannot , i don't know why  i just cannot , the world wants to see u optimistic even in the most hopeless times , they want to see u inducing happiness..smiling ears to ears..but .there is  so much going on in head..i am tired !! u know , i am tired of ....