Interactions
A story about how we wander around craving for that one real interaction and end up becoming the one who now rarely interact but talks a lot!
Frozen limbs and fearful sight
Mornings are difficult, you know that right
When you are lying half asleep on your bed
Thinking is it too early for you to be dead
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Miles away from love and affection
You know you are dying just for an interaction
Where somebody actually asks what you are
Instead of just bragging about their own pain and scars
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Cause you are too tired of speaking on your own
As they listen like robots, without any flower or stone
They listen like listening is a charity in its own
They listen and sympathize like I am a misguided soul
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And every time they listen to me isolate me more to myself
Breaks my self respect for opening up to fools like that
Pushing me to a point where I don't speak to myself now
I am avoiding my problems, running for a wow
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Hide away and sabotage, I lock my problems into a cage
Cause now I think there is no need to face
And what's going to happen will happen anyway
So let's blame myself instead of blaming someone new each day
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And now I am too broke to even listen to others
And I avoid everyone digging me further
Turning into the ones who turned me into this
Talking is something I generally avoid but always miss
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And under the Pisces moon, this guy came
Knocking me down, writing his name
To share the pieces that are broken inside
Can't understand what he wants from dying life
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Stapled my lips to avoid any talking
He kept on speaking so I started walking
And when he followed I tied his legs
And upon his crawling I passed a glass through his head
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Packing the dead body took me some hours
Buried a friend, I feel so empowered
And now I brag about my pains and scars
Staying away from interactions cause showing feelings is too hard
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Party music and dancing, now I can do it all
Queen of the clouds, I will drift through it all
Elegant and calm, I am the legend of the fall
Cause problems are meant to be dumped after all
-VMehra.
About the Creator
Vaibhav Mehra
On quest to find my own identity through my sinful life. Just a normal lad doing Bachelors, quite too much interested in Artificial Intelligence and exploring mysteries of brain. Working upon being a better person. Till then smile. :)

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