I need a break —
A break from my thoughts,
From people,
From everything around me.

I'm tired of everything,
I need a silent 365 days,
Just to cool,
To calm ,
my soul and body.

I miss seeing random text from my "friends",
The moment I stopped texting,
They also did,
Am I unlucky?

I remember putting efforts into "thee friendship",
But the effort was never matched,
I texted First, told them Random stories,
Planned dates,
Initiated most of the things.

I don't whether I am angered or disappointed,
I'm just hurting,
It feels silent.

Dear Saviour
You not only died for my freedom,
But You also loved me unconditionally.
Today, I messed up.
I know I promised You that I'd never do it again—
But I did.

In the stillness of my mind,
Thoughts flooded in.
I created scenarios.
It's safe to say
They overpowered me.

Let me admit—
My crime lies deeply in the veins of life.
Or maybe ,
let me call it the beginning of knowing.
It just happened.
I didn’t understand at the time.
The more I grew,
The clearer the picture became.

I craved that sin
More than I acknowledged it.
Before I knew it, I dined with it.
Not only did I dine with it—
But also with its companions.
The companions came in my dreams,
Teased me, left me feeling naked and used.
I woke up
And went to dine with sin again.

Dear Saviour,
I am guilty.
But at what cost—my life?
Abide with me
As You forgive and grant me ease.

To be human is to be tempted.
To be human is to know when to agree,
And when to say no.
Dear Saviour,
Look at my flesh—
It's leaking.

Forgive my iniquity.
Grant me mercy.
Don't take Your face away from me

Once upon literature,
There lived a writer,
Whose pen bled—
Every second of her day.
She had no one to listen,
So she spoke to the page—
And the page listened in silence.

There lived a great man
In the beginning of inking,
A man whose pen carved echoes into eternity.
He wrote not for fame,
But because his soul demanded it—
Every letter, a whisper from his depths,
Every sentence, a bridge between pain and purpose.

There's an unending flow —
Or maybe a flood,
My mind is racing like a high-speed engine,
My thoughts are like a torrent,
There's no silence.

But the echoes grow louder,
Like voices in a vast, empty hall—
Each one pulling me in a different direction.
I need a break from my thoughts .

I need total shutdown,
To breathe.

I want to experience friendship,
Not just one sided friendship —
A two way Loving friendship.

I yearn for a moment in life ,
Where I would not have to prove my worth—
Just to be loved.

I'm tired of reaching out,
Check-in all the time,
Fixing doors I didn't break,
Closing all loopholes,
I need a break .

I crave warmth and comfort,
From just one soul,
That would root for me ,
Just as I would

I wish I didn’t miss you—
not like this,
not in the quiet where your silence screams.
I wish I moved on like you did,
graceful,
as if love never lived here.

You don’t miss me—not like I miss you.
You don’t crave me in the hollow hours,
don’t check if I breathed you in my dreams.
You’ve unlearned the rhythm of us,
while I still hum it in the dark.

I feel stuck,
my heart in rewind
while yours skipped forward
like we never happened.

You don’t call anymore.
I know.
We’re not one.
Not us.
Not now.

But I still call.
Still text.
Still ache.

And maybe what hurts the most
isn’t losing you—
but how fast
you chose
to forget me.