You were there, standing, stumbling and trying.
I saw you but could I help?
Could I tell you that I knew?
Did you know what you were going through?
Could i tell anyone?
To see you suffer and not being able to do anything , gives me weight so heavy that now when i try to walk, my nerves go numb.
I stand, stumble and fall.
What escapes this society is that it has became a perfidious enemy of itself. People carry a faux humility and refuse to even try to comprehend what its like to feel something that can’t be woven into words.
Words tasted bitter when i saw them in your eyes, when you stared, and stood there amidst the loud silence.
I tried to look into your eyes, you shed a tear, I pull you closer, I lift my hand and bring near your eye; it seemed as if you were stuck in the middle of the ocean and that i could be your anchor;

but you rowed back, I don’t know whether it was towards the shore or away from it. How could you not descry the sound of sand underneath your boat?
I now only hear fading away of light,
You are almost near the edge, i fear your fall but instead;
You had made a cage,
I came with an axe to break the walls of the tangled emotions, all the words that choked you were now a part of the strings that were leaving blood clots on your skin.
You open your hands wide, ready for the gravity to take control of you.
But just at the very moment your eyes gave me a piercing look, i scream on the top of my voice as a tear rolls down my cheek. In that drop you see the reflection of the rope tied around my ankles and that it had its other end tied around your waist.
You defied Satan and
I returned back with a burning memory of old you.

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