I am sitting all alone here.

with some unbearable traumas and their pain that I Can't even share.

And thinking how much broken and lonely I am.

yes, as you can see everyone is still standing hard but they are here just for condemn.

Every single day, to hide my scared face I put up a smiling mask.

I handle that carefully throughout the day till comes the dusk.

When the night appears those burdens start to unfold and again covers me with it's dirt.

Remind me how sufferings had damaged and tormented my naive heart.

Eventually I found myself lossing in the silence of the night.

Not really having any more hope enough for me to fight.

I can't breathe properly these days, elements are becoming more heavy with my fears and guilts.

Like I am dweling in the burial of my feelings and dreams.

The firece darkness of the ghosts are coming back to me,

I want to free myself but my movements caused me more pain whenever I tried to flee.

They are scratching my conscious and ruthlessly biting-taunting my soul.

And I know my frustration and insecurities will eventually lead me to the vicious downfall.

Being tired of my trust issues and whatever I have foolishly idealised,

Afterwards of all deceptions and failed expectations now I have realised.

Surely I am sad-lost, dying deep inside and depressed;

There were nothing except some pathetic humans and emotional illusions in my life,I was always been obsessed.

_Baishakhi Das
© Bai23