Why do we expect things from each other. Why do we lock up ourselves only to suffocate, burn and crumble our own ashes. Why is it that we deny the facts. We hate the reality and hide behind metaphors. We love fantasies and go personifying the unending skies. But ain't our fantasies lies. We shatter. We hate. We love. We sigh. Still we breathe. Let me ask you this all, when you find me at the shore.
I can't lie. But lies are too sweet. It's ending.
The shadows are growing, let me now put a full stop. Eternity may seem like a punishment but remember it's not the death. Let's find our flashlights and get through this.