One dilemma after the other.

One dilemma after the other, that's what life holds,

And it eventually will be okay, we are often told.

How true this statement is, no one is aware,
But questioning the destiny? Now who would ever dare?

Despite of every stumble and every painful fall,
We get up, dust our clothes and again stand tall.

Whatever is meant to happen it always does,
But how to cope with it, that's all the fuss.

The light near the tunnel does give hope,
We might finally reach before the doors are closed.

Scared

I have always ignored what I really feel or how much it exactly hurts, how much I have changed as a person, how much mature and old I have become.. I have never acknowledged all these facts, I shoved them at the back of my head in an area which I have never dared to open since I fear there will be too much, infact too many questions that I have left there unanswered. I feel my being will consider me accountable for all those queries and will expect me to ease them out to provide comfort.. emotionally, mentally and somewhat physically too.. I fear that I would never be able to answer those questions.. I know this for a fact that those emotions locked up there will haunt me, they will remind me of what I don't have and the wounds that have been sedated by me will wake up and they will burn and ache.. Those wounds have the capability to break me down, they have that much power in them.. I took these wounds as they came, slowly and steadily I braced them but I do not have the energy to bear them all at once. The reason I stay silent about what I feel is that I am scared of myself.. I am scared to look in the mirror to actually see where I stand.. How broken and withered I have become..

Left Untouched!

I lose myself within myself, the complexities that surround me are drowning me in depths unknown.. Depths which have no end no beginning even.. How it sucks you in, that is unknown but this depth can break you and toss you around in a million invisible pieces. You can't even pick them up to put yourself back together again.. You remain those invisible little pieces and your identity is lost without being explored, you are left untouched..