Tranquility

I'm bound within, homeward bound, inward bound

I'm bound by my mind, my soul, my body, my self

I m bound

 

I day dream, at least I dream

I fear my shadow, my own reflections

I doubt my own existence as they say,

Existence? do I have one?

Existential crisis? Oh yes, I have one!...

 

Am I a burden to my family?

Am I good looking, enough?

Do I wear trendy clothes or should I wear them “appropriately”?

Do I have an hour glass figure?

 

Will I have a fairly tale life or at least a “happily ever after”?

Will my prince charming come to rescue me from a tower,

He better be on a white Ferrari!

 

Will I became a mermaid or a vampire tonight?

Will everyone swoon when I'll sneak into a wild party?

Oh... These thoughts!!

They never leave me alone...

Oh... These thoughts!!

 

They are killing me but they help me survive too...

Am I a maniac? Or may be a schizophrenic?

Do I fit in?

 

Who am I?

I'm a heroine of the most celebrated movie of my times

And lo, I have won an Oscar too! Muah! Muah!

 

I'm a superhero (yo hoo) that has just saved the entire humanity

From the most dangerous threat to the world!

I'm an angel just created by God!

 

Oh good Lord! These thoughts... Never let me live...

Do I need a therapy... Again?

Or just some sleep?

 

Will someone understand me?

Or will I be left alone and unwanted?

 

I want to stab myself

Or should I jump off from a terrace?

Which will be a better option?

Aggh! I am kidding,

I have questioned my living,

And I have questioned their loving?

For everything ends up in a question, it has to.

 

My parents are ashamed of me...

I drown myself in writing stories... Which no one understands

I have the talent to paint... but my colours are misunderstood

Should I opt for a peaceful sleep or struggle with reality?

 

I am torn with the truth which I do not wish to know

I am torn with the truth that I have to know

Save me... can someone hear me... please

 

Hey, you dragon!! You've known me since the very beginning

Then why are we not friends?

 

Go away... I need isolation...

I fear that I'll be swallowed by that rose in the vase

I am sounding like a monologue of depression

 

Go away..shoo... I need to sleep till eternity...

I need silence that doesn't shriek...

I need vision that is blind...

I need darkness that the Devil inherits...

I need a bite of that forbidden apple that leads me to sleep...