As the panels of the door opened I entered and found a strange path leading nowhere………….
I was unaware of the fact that the path had a deep pit aside…………
In those ways, the mud was so rugged that I fell many times but did not loose my heart……….
I was ready to explore ,ready to get doomed…………
Each and every second I died out of fear of falling off from the height………. I kept myself steady………….but the steadiness did not last long……….
I was doomed………… doomed into the lost depths of depression…………
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I stood under the veil of drizzling rain. The memories running down my veins. My heart throbbing hard……… My veins choked………….
I realized ‘it was the wrong way chosen……..’
That strange ‘path’ through ‘his heart’ led the way of pain………..I went on trusting him but the truth was at last revealed………….
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I still suffer ………I still bleed internally………..that shackled pieces of my heart are still waiting to be reborn again…… B E C A U S E……………
“I was doomed……… doomed into the lost depths of depression……… “
from where I could never see the shine of joy……… for it was………….
A WRONG WAY CHOSEN……………