I attempt a way out…
Often losing my way…
As Kurt has uttered so truly…
I’d rather burn out…
Than fade away…
Every time I am bruised
I swear not to fall into traps so vicious…
I keep away, I am wary…
But the eternal quest takes control
I build a shield all around me, am cautious…
But the silent war leaves me dreary…
I am human, not a robot
Still I program myself not to feel
To live through my Today, forget Tomorrow
To snap out of reveries and face real deal…
Don’t think am complaining
It’s just some melancholy talking…
Life has been too good for me
Am thankful to Him for blessing me…
Don’t judge me or curse me
I have my share of unmet expectations
No matter how much I refrain, they manifest themselves
And words are my only means of expression
So again I delve into the murky world of my mind
Searching for an ember or an emerald that would shine
A gem that I’ll treasure forever
But I find too much mud, filth
An absence of trust, a lot of stealth
A broken piece of glass that bleeds my finger…
And again in the entangling jungle of loose ends and thinning threads
I attempt a way out…
Often losing my way…
As Kurt has uttered so truly…
I’d rather burn out…
Than fade away…
©Manashi Pathak
