Yet another day….

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She woke up to a day with a not so good, sinking feeling in her stomach.Yet again a wave of sheer despair evident in her eyes. How long should she live such a life of loneliness. Why couldnt she flush the past and move ahead with all she had. Her biggest problem being that she could not trust anyone with what was in her thoughts. If she did someone elseĀ  would be hugely affected and she could not risk that could she?

She got off her bed and went about her daily motions as if she was pre programmed to do them. A bleak , slow listlessness seen in every moment. She feeds the other members of her family and then starts to dread the time she would be alone once they all left home for their daily schedules.

Now what?….the thoughts that trouble her, plague her are at it again.She is alone and no one to hide from.If she gave in the tears would never stop and if she held it in ,her heart would bleed tears of blood. What could she do now? Her head heavy and emotions haywire she sits counting hours till the family came back….atleast then she can immerse herself in their needs and not face her thoughts.

Each moment seeming like an hour, the thoughts surfacing again and again…how could they hurt herĀ  so…in between bouts of weeping and falling asleep in exhaustion, her days pass, till its evening.She gets up takes a shower and makes herself presentable .One by one they return and start making individual demands on her time.One or two of them noticing her red rimmed eyes asking her if she is well.She looks, smiles and brushes it off as a headache ….then asks herself why she has become this pathetic excuse for a human being …

Yet another day gone by…and she has a lifetime to live this way…could she pull it off this way each day?

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