[a Better Place]

“I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.”

— Patrick Bateman

Insignificant, like a dust, that's what I am.

It doesn't matter how hard you try.

You glue them together or tie them in a knot or hold onto them for dear life;

There'll be always something that's left behind; that becomes the ghost of the past.

I feel like that ghost sometimes, desperately gasping for that one breath of life.

Many came before me,

Many have yet to come.

To profess a velleity,

To seek direction,

Standing right here,

Where you can see

The light of hope

Rising from the horizon.

What's left in this world?

The dreams crushed

By love or lack of it

The waves of ruins

crashing nearby

While the light of hope

Setting on the horizon

The silence sings along

With our pain

Untill the mind craves oblivion

To run towards insanity

To seek shelter from reality

I was flying over the clouds

But still tethered to ground

I rebelled,

Broke the thread

And I soared into the sky

Higher than ever

Looking down

Towards the ground

But as the time flew

Even that freedom

started to taste bitter.....

It's amazing, isn't it?

How a little distance

can change your perception of life

Showing you the whole picture

Not just the pieces with terrible colour

It's amazing, isn't it?

How a little pause in your life

Is exactly what you need

When you've lost

all hopes to win the race

To reflect on your flaws

Or to gain some insights

It's amazing, isn't it?

How a higher altitude

Makes the world seem beautiful

Hiding the ugly cracks

It shows a picturesque wall

*A Lie*

A lie

That's how all of it started

A lie that you told yourself

With such conviction,

Even I believed it

A wound

I was trying to forget

Was opened all over again

You said that you're the balm,

And also the healer.

But only succeeded

In making it wider

But a day came,

Your delusion shattered.

You realised, you're not the hero

You believed yourself to be.

I do not know,

If you noticed or not

When my lips smiled

And said, 'Don't sweat it.'

My eyes were struggling

To hide the grief.

A ray of hope

A little ray of hope

lighting up your heart.

A little ray of hope

brightening your spirits.

A little ray of hope

flikering in the shadows,

showing you the way to light,

when you're drowning in sorrows.

A hope that shows you,

you can fly so high.

A hope that tells you,

you can touch the starry sky.

A hope that brings

the twinkle in your eyes.

A hope that augments

the love in your heart.

That little ray of hope,

that you guard with your life,

makes all the difference,

between being dead and being alive.