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Deeper I drown, in the pool of my own darkness, of my own creation
The abyss beneath it,
threatening to overwhelm me
As I desperately try to grasp on to something,
Anything, to anchor me to the world
To help me feel again
To help ignite a fire to drive away the clouds of grief that engulf me,
Reality seems an illusion,
The noises, now only a dull thudding in my ears
The uneasy quiet that surrounds me
The heart? Hollow, the mind? Chaos.
Hope? The word holds no meaning to me now
Only coldness everywhere,
I feel lost, detached.
It all started with a dull thudding in my heart
Tears streaming down my eyes,
Gradually turning into numbness.
Now, there seems no way out
Of this chasm of never-ending misery
As everything slowly faded away, and somewhere in between
I did too.
– Shweta Bahal, The Somaiya School, Mumbai2 Likes