Torment

Sinking in bed at 3 am, waiting for an answer…. a justification that would make sense. The misery creeping in….terrorising my body… instilling pain and fear so profound that a single night feels like an eternity

“It’s you! You are the cause...the reason for my torment” …. These words echoing in my heart and a crippling touch of melancholy engulfing my being.

The constant question crosses my mind as I lay staring into the uncertainty…. Could it have been different ? Could I have made a difference ? dreading the wait to hear an answer that might make my doubts sincere…

The pills can only comfort to a point… till the body gets bored by it….. after that it’s sheer will power and an atrocious cry for help.

The only surety I have at this point is of what’s to come…. At least that’s a definitive rather than a dangling ray of nothingness.