Its been years ..... Yes, years...
Evey morning I hear the birds chirp... I see morning walks...
Then i close my eyes...and wait for the consious to take me in....I cant't call it sleep,,,I have not slept...Yes,for years..
I hear something... May be a few mumblings..Somewhere inside.... I hear the mumblings...
And Yes I am right, No I haven't slept for years... I have just closed my eyes..and intoxicated myself to an extent where I cannot open them....You can't call it sleep...Its mere closing of eyes....
A sleep is sound....it relaxes you.....It takes away the tiredness...I feel tired,,,, Restless even more....But there is more to it.... There is anger..... Unnecessary you may call it... but yes its there...
Everything is fine... Trust me it is...
The birds still chirp...every morning they do...Trust me..... and there is anger too.... Trust me
There is screaching....We are way to fast..... slow down..... No I am not talking to my thoughts....
Metal met metal then.... Then there were mumblings.... I barely know what they were.... Just few mumblings....they are still there somewhere inside....
Please don't do it.... please don't hold my hand....
Its not your fault... neither its mine...
There must be a way to sleep.....
Its been years..... Yes, years....
