Thursday, April 3, 2014

A Death Note

Burn out Candle, Life & death, life ends

It’s been fun drifting through the uncharted terrains of life even if it was for a short while. This might be my last note to this beautiful world, the last trace of my existence that I wish may last long enough for someone to read and realize that I did exist. The devil that's been behind me from the very moment life touched the shapeless lump of me in my mother’s womb has caught up to me now. I can feel its frozen breath over my shoulders and its long fingers around my neck; it chokes me by sucking out the last ounce of hope.

The road in front has shrunk into a fine thread, so fine that I can't see it anymore; I feel its pressure under my foot threatening to break on each step. Hopelessness is something that I am used to enjoying these days, especially the severe pain in my stomach; in fact I am addicted to it now. The poking, pinching, stretching and occasional shower of molten metal inside is keeping me awake and clear, the morphine is an enemy; it drowses and prevents from screaming out loud to the heart’s desire.  Pain, pain, the only thing that is keeping me sane, I want to take more and more of it so that the darkness of fear won't engulf me alive. The moaning and crying of my dear ones will pass as I rest my head and spread onto earth as ash, washed away by the rain, carried around by the river, bathed, refined and finally resting gently at a river bed to be brought back to life again, by a tiny seed. Back to this beautiful world but now to spread hope and green.

P.S: I am Back…… R.V.K


  1. Pain keeps us sane. Otherwise why would there be pain?

  2. Wow mate. Death has a way of rearing it's ugly head and making us feel like it's the best meal in town. Sometimes, we have to go through that dark and deep tunnel to make us know who we really are and whether or not we have the balls to take on this task. OK, back to the beautiful world.
    Lovely post.


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