Long are the days
Nights are lonely
Tears are the companion
Suffocation is the reality....

When was the last time all this triggered you?
When was the last time you saw your pillow dry?
When was the last time your eyes smiled not cried?
When was the last time you breathe happily not heavily?

All such questions pop up in the disturbed minds. Why me ? Only me? I have everything, still i m unhappy? The stealthiness in the behavior and...