Though blur but its stays clearly imprinted.


There is a limit to everything.
All your frustrations are your flaws.
If you always wonder why, just look back.

Your not my everything.
Yet i feel restricted to everything.
I allow it to happen but its not for granted.
I took many steps, so i gave it my all.
Have i not done enough?
Are you asking for more?
Where is the line drawn?

I am sick.
Sick to the very deepest root in me.

How much do you know me?
I think, none.


On the side note.
I had a very bad day.


I miss you deeply.



I wish for my troubles gone.