By Tamanna Gupta
I don't know
But I think it went deep,
deeper than the last time
slashing through the layers of
tattered skin,
When my mind went
over the surface level
and freeze
I came face to face
with loneliness.
I don't know
when did I start crying,
All my tears mixed up with the
salty pool,
I craved a touch
A touch of someone,
skin to skin,
to pull me out
before I can be drowned.
My lungs filled with water
and I still hoped
I don't know why.
There were bumps formed
over the flat
And I tumbled over the bloody path,
I am stuck between the lines
of scarlet that turns black
once dried up.
I realize the thing
keeping me up
is the bright light shining,
And I look at the mess
that revolves in my brain-
I have relapsed again
And I don't know why.
By Tamanna Gupta
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