FAITH

Some promise and some break it. Some ask you to have faith in them; they assure you 

and keep so much at stake.

It isn't easy to fight our own battles, but it is far more difficult when others fight your 

battles for you.

There you meet who stand there to see you fail and you believe their words.

There you meet the one who stands there to see you suceed and you don't believe

her words.

As I walked lifelessly on the empty strrts of Gateway, I asked myself,"Why is it

difficult for people to have fatih in me ?". As I thought, I walked aimlessly watching

the sea waves, hoping to find its answer in it.

It doesn't matter what I say, what I assure.

It doesn't matter what I feel, how much I love.

As I walked tearfully on the empty pavements of colaba, I am awakened by the hard 

push of a Tempo. It's rusted body brushes through my arm ruthlessly causing excruciating

pain. I don't shout despite the agony. It isn't just me but my reflexes have numbed me a lot

more than I thought.

No one saw me stumble on the dirty patch fo the road and I continued bleeding hoping

for the blood to stop.

I move my arm delicately  to see my skin tear off . It is then that my thoughts paused.

As I lie on the hospital bed tonight, I recall everything I felt. These medications sedate 

me to numb my mind. Little did the know, it only needed a thought to get e there.