She had everything, and yet nothing.
"Yun to koi gila nahin. sab kuch tha, kya na tha
phir bhi jo ek kami si thi, uska pata na tha"
Feeling lost. unloved. unwanted. feeling dead, while breathing.
I need a hug. a big large loud hug. I need someone to tell me that they care because no matter how many times I tell this to myself, it sounds hollow and false.
I need someone to believe in me, tell me that they know that I am perfect, and tell it to me like they are sure of the morning, day and night, despite me being imperfect.
I need someone to help me find a reason to live. All I do now is, breathe.
And breathing, is suffocating. It feels like Im gasping, gasping and gasping for air, to survive, to ... to to live and all I can do is, gasp.
Why is it, that I am back to venting on a blog ... on just words and letters when I supposedly have SO many people around me?
Dammit. I hate you, you stupid stupid world.
Where's my Antartica?
