Life And Me

Why life always makes me believe that it's not under my control?
That its not always what I want it to be. It shows me my dependence on alot of things that I might mislead or misunderstand as inutile.

Why life gets complicated in terms of everything?
Like I see all the things falling apart and I sit back helplessly knowing that life has its own rules and sometimes you just have to sit back and watch all things going down.

Rights unfolding as wrongs . Happiness transposing to sadness. Misunderstandings surpassing all over. Darkness prevailing in every corner and all you see is an Apocalypse!!

Unheeding and considering as chagrin is all that is left for you to cry over.
Because you are done and damaged at the same time and you are just waiting for a miracle since high hopes has led you to this misery.

Hopes from the most unreliable disguised sources has misguided you to this calamity. All hopes are lost and now you are just waiting with your trembling heart.

So you don't exactly give up ,you wait for the things to adjust themselves until then you shelter yourself in blues. And it's totally okay.

Life may not seem to be fair but it is! You just need to believe that if bad days are up ,so will be the good days. And all that is needed right now is just a ray of hope through a dark tunnel.

And you can be the ray. You can be your kind of light. The one illuminating less but is capable of atleast guiding you through the turmoil.

The broken promises, the shattered dreams, the unloved parts of you and hurting words left by lost ones will be aligning someday.

And you'll be okay ,you'll be fine ,you'll be healed and you'll be grateful someday.
People bring disappointments and not all people are same..Someday they give the warmth and someday they bring the storm. But so are you!

I saw how people I trusted the most turned out to be my worst experience and the people whom I loved dearly left me all alone in my cataclysm.

But not all people are same maybe some are good.. maybe all are good..maybe all are not...Maybe!
But I'm still glad to have some pure souls to take care of me when I'm done. when I rakishly see things going away,when I carelessly allow to let go everything and anything that was important to me.

Because disturbance of mind is painful. Being with no proper words to describe your state is dreadful. It wrenches you and leaves you with the most minatory feelings

And in amidst of all these melancholy of mourning,you find yourself meandering.