It was her love that held her prisoner. It wasn't anybody else's dreams that stopped her. But what if you woke up one day and realised that your dreams were a living nightmare? And what if you found out that you were the creator of your own misery?
I am no more, Because I have no joy. I am no more, Because I see no hope. I am no more, Even though I breathe.
Do you know how it feels, To have nothing to want? Do you know how it is, To be defeated in love? Do you know how it looks, Inside my broken heart?
She spent a few years on her search. It came to her. But then it disappeared without warning. Her best friend asked her, "What exactly are you looking for?" She couldn't meet her eyes because it was gone. Hope was all she'd had. At that moment, it was gone.
The darkness inside was a sharp contrast to the sunny sky outside. She did her thing, running on auto pilot. It wasn't hard to fake a smile or two. People never bothered her much because they knew she was an introvert. But when she heard laughter, the ugly thoughts made her heart churn painfully. But…Read more Inside Outside
Wasted years turned into sudden regret. She could blame nobody but herself. Choices are personal yet circumstances are created by more than one. She yearned for the lost years. Precious days and months and years spent in a loveless cloud. She had fooled herself believing that she wanted just that. "Is it too late?" The voice…Read more Too late for love?
Cinderella was supposed to be beautiful. She couldn't be Cinderella. The teacher asked, "Who would like to audition for the role?" She felt her heart fall down. Even if she was brave enough to try out, the others would laugh at her audacity. A fat Cinderella could not exist.