that's when your thoughts **** you. it's raining, and the white noise is wrapped up around your soul, leaving you cold even without touching the raindrops. you stare at blank space without even blinking once. and when you do, a clap of thunder echoes in the distance, and the raining gets harder. it's as if your horrible thoughts are directly proportional to the strong downpour of the metaphorical tears you've been keeping in for so long. that's when you pull the trigger -- when all you hear is the rain and the words you almost said, but never did, making you feel like you have a fish bone stuck in your throat. the raining gets harder and harder, but you think twice about it because you can't tell the difference between the sound of your heart breaking and the sound of angry rain collapsing on your roof.

and then it all stops. it all stops, but your hope is dwindling. it stops, but you don't see things the same way ever again. you're alive, but you feel more dead than ever. that's when you know your thoughts have killed you.

I never thought about you
I didnt even bother to know you
Do i even know you ?
Do you even exist within I?


A weeping voice from inside replied
                  "I am me"
I am the me,who stayed with you when no one was there,
I am the me,who cried when you cried,
I am the me,who got hurt when you were hurt,
I am the me,who stayed with you in all the worst -off,
I am the me,who was in pain when you were in pain,
I am the me,who took care of you when you were busy,
I am the me,who crave for food,when you were hungry & lessen it
In every walk of your life you found me,


But i was the one standing alone,
because you never thought about me,
when i cried for all the sufferings,
you were not there

I took all the burdens alone,
but you didnt turned around & look at me once,
And yes i do exist,
but you never knew me because,
"You are the selfish I"