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Mar 2016
2 am
And I am wide awake
Singing myself to sleep
Anything to shut the voices in my head

These labyrinth of memories
Keep Reminding Me of all my past mistakes
Till at the regrets aggregate
To make my face.

3am
I just realised how
The roads I have walked on
Have always been  lonesome
And the homes I have made
Have always had a roof of stars
And a bed of earth.

Till one day my feet ran off the ground
And the sky turned out to be a cemetery
Of the wishes
The stars could never fulfill.

And like the stars I realised
How all the pretty things that shine
are slowly dying or ebbing


It is 4 am
And I'm curled up in a ball
Tick tock
Do I hear footsteps
Hello is anyone home?


These quiet hours
Keep growing louder every minute
Till I'm completely consumed
And I become one with the things that have always terrified me

And these words I wrote could never save me
Suddenly it was the silence of the dawn
That had set me free.


The alarm clock's ringing
Remind me it's 5 now
Time to get up
And prepare myself for another war.

And as I look at my reflection,
With pale skin and dark circles under my eyes
I wonder when exactly in the process of surviving
I forgot to exist

When did I become the person
I promised I would not be
Happy World's poetry day
Aditi
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Aditi  20/F/India
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