No matter it is a sunrise or a sunset.
No matter how tougher it gets.
No matter who listens to me.
No matter who stays.
Sustaining on a human-crisis, slogging for the day,eating whatever the heart desires, shopping anything in the budget, fighting for the validation,
Understanding the basics.
Talking less over phones, searching for the human to convey something hidden, unfortunately the message doesn't come out.
It's not that I didn't start telling things but there wasn't a solution in their words.
Louder is the agony, silent is the exterior, in a venom of thoughts, it searches for a waterfall, a place to wander by, enough to survive and roam.
That's how life has helped me evolve.
I have lost the taste in writing because I have changed.
I'm returning to basics.
The environment has changed but I still feel myself in one corner of my dark existence.
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