My mind, soul and body—
all are exhausted.
It has been
a long time since they last rested.
There occurs a false belief
in my mind repeatedly
giving me temporary relief
when in between, I stop feeling grief,
that maybe, everything is solved
and there is nothing to resolve.
Though, the truth is that it lies
in the dark corner of my heart
and lies from the start
about its disappearance
while there it resides.
It, like always, makes a sudden reappearance
when I least except it
and again, I have to go through a trial of acceptance
of the qualities and abilities I don’t inhibit
and I go through the confusion
about the incident
that happened in my state of innocence,
about what did not or did happen.
My soul is either anxious
or numb to feel anything conscious.
There is no state of balance.
I am running from the traumas
that are remembered by my unconscious.
I listen to Music to escape.
This mental pressure
along with social compulsion
leads to body’s immediate exhaustion
and destabilises my emotional composure.