ECHO

The voices down my head are screaming for the lust
Lust of happiness and cries of joy.

I find myself standing alone in the crowd.
crowded yet alone, standing still

I am here and I am not.
"Visibly invisible" if that could explain.

In the midst of the growling noises
I hear only my heartbeat.

Existence? Of what?

Survival is the only reality i see

Yet again a tomorrow comes

With no air to breathe

Surender! Only option

Running away since long

Figure to hold is blured

Hence, dark is all I see

For more than 'long time ago'

Future seems a long way to go

Stuck in the present 

Off my limits

There is a hand to hold

I see,

It is not for me anymore.

- Priya H. Rai