nskaushik

She was angry, Angry as a girl can be, Fatigued by her thoughts, She mumbled off to sleep. There were no flashes, Matterless thoughts vanished, The Mind was too tired, As she rolled around in her bed. She woke up to the bright sun, Blinking the sleep out of her head, With the hopes of a new morn and a new life ahead. And as consciousness woke up in her bed, She could feel the heat gear up unsaid, The Fear of being Lost, And the pain of betrayal pent up its head. As she lay back on her bed, With thoughts ill fed.