An ideal world..?

With each passing day, it is growing stronger…
But last night..
there was numbness…
Unsure about everything..
A feeling that you despise from years..
Is it now on the verge of bringing hurricanes of emotions?

Cried harder..
Shrieking with pain..
while watching thousands of faces and stories which you want to stay hidden?
It makes you uncomfortable…
It changes your idea of this world..
It questions everything….
And every ideal story you’ve heard.

But,You can’t change this world.
Can you?
You can’t shake the truth.
Can you?
So you lost yourself in the facade of fake happiness.
But despite everything it does hurt you?
Isn’t it?

you do get connected with those lifeless faces..
You try to find stories in their eyes..
And then you hesitate to expose your emotions..
You wanted to be the part of their life.

You are trapped inside your own darkness.
A dark side which you wanted to stay hidden.
Because it makes them uncomfortable..
And it is not the idea of the world they wanted.