Nadir Of My Life

Like a repetitive echo

of delusionary

and unfathomable destiny

I could see my life

bouncing back

in the loop of hurts.

I still persisted sincerely 

to be free, 

free from the sorrows

but those relentless

memories and irreparable 

scars dethroned my 

optimism.

All I got was 

the wait and so called

miracles became myth,

myth became a dream

and dream became

that far fetched sky 

filled with infinite stars

I cannot touch them

nor become part of it

like an invisible dust particle

I am lying somewhere                

in the stranded galaxy 

trying to breathe

wanting to live

but the truth is that

I am just existing 

I am just existing....