Cost Of My Survival

By Aditi Rai

I’m really anxious.

No real reason, “I don’t know why”

My head is complicated.

Blank yet filled with zillion things.

Will I survive today?

Just want the day to end.

Will I go unnoticed, if I hide in my hoodie?

My heart is pounding;

Like it’ll be bursting in a moment.

I walk in an endless spiral,

No medicine is helping me.

There seems no cure.

What’s the “cost of my survival”?

My survival in chaos.

By Aditi Rai