solitude is a bliss .

I don't want anyone to ask me how I am or what is wrong with me or maybe I do but I don't have any explanation neither I am interested to get out of my shell . whatever it is and however I feel I'd rather let it be .

drink drink from the pool of misery eat up all the sadness . It's the air of loneliness I like to breath and no it's not any punishment it's how I chose to be . I am a coward I can't face the rejection,the defeat,the ignorance so I run away . I lock myself high up in the tower of solitude . There I curl up like a worm bury my head deep inside a pillow and I cry , cry till it soaks with my tears as the stormy wind blows my hair and clothes away . I'd use the pillow to sponge my body heated with shame , regret, betrayal, rejection and insecurities . I'd look outside the window of hope and love but air of  insecurities would make me close it and get back inside to the world I am building up around me .

I feel it okay to be alone at times. I feel I am fine on my own . I don't feel like communicating . And when I communicate I don't connect .


It's raining crazy here like finallyy after so many days .The wind is blowing stuff away . like crazy rain stormy rain and I think it would be okay to go outside and soak in it alone . I'd sit on the terrace and let go of thoughts and so many things going on in my head . sab bol rae hain tofan aya gaya . I'd let it take me away .


WTF AM I DOING HERE ?? RAINING SHIT CRAZY LIKE RIGHT NOW RIGHT NOW . I AM GOING TO GET WET .
*runs away *