Don't

Breathe.

'Unnecessarily aggressive'

It's this feeling of deprivation of an extreme sort that comes over me and drowns me.

I feel alone lonely. Loneliness is a killer, innit? Hmm, it is.

Without giving principles of prose and writing much importance, I will be mostly jotting down my thoughts merely.

I think sometimes I know what I need. Validation. It is validation, I subconsciously seek.

I miss Lahore very much today. To the point that as I write this I feel my eyes tearing up.

And why do I miss Lahore?

Because I miss my people. Who made me feel like I was something, who cherished and appreciated me, who approved of me.

I feel broken again today.

It's this sense of deprivation of some kind.

I have everything. So, what is it?

Heart, hurt, and the hullabaloo

I don't even believe in this day. And yet, my heart feels a little heavy on the absence of commemoration (or acknowledgement).

Solitary Confinement

Locked myself in a cell today. There's no light coming in, and very little air - getting lesser by the day. At this rate, and if all goes as per plan, I should die soon.

It's a controlled experiment.

There is no air.

I feel my heart sinking again. It has started happening a lot lately.

There's a haunting sense of loneliness.

They weigh me down, these people. Every time I talk to them, it feels as if somebody has tied my heart with a boulder and chucked it into a lake - to sink.

They may not be bad people, but are the necessarily good to me? I don't have an answer yet - and that my friend, should be called 'optimism'.

I'm losing my grip on things. I'm fading away so fast it's becoming hard for me to remember what it was like.

I'm too much. He had said once. He wasn't wrong, was he?

I can't breathe.