Thoughts of the Worm

They accept their madness, yet they soak in it. They dance as if they have no care in the world . She calls him a kid, and he sees the wounded child in her, wearing a defiant smile Fighting odds, emerging victorious. She stirs the child in him again. He feels at ease to see that smile on her lips.

At times I truly feel I don't have the latent to stand up to everyone's expectations! Avin's post, "an excellent remainder" actually put me to think. Why do we forget ourselves and dance to the tune of the universe. Why is it that we desperately crave to go ahead of time and once we are there, we long to go back to our past? Though I've never understood life's concepts, I assume, the reason is all because we are humans and so we follow the norm of being unsatisfied with what we have. We dream of living a luxurious life; a life where we want happiness, a life where we can only smile. In an attempt to achieve this 'all' we drain ourselves so much to the core that we finally end up realizing we haven't lived our lives at all. Responsibilities and Expectations weigh us down and we tend to become hackneyed. We try to smile through everything. Now for a change, as they say, Life is not a Bed of Roses, let's be practical and accept the fact; Lif...

I sit alone watching them eating their pie the knife covered with remains the perfect slices trigger my taste buds Oh how I wish I had a slice of pie They all laugh and chuckle As they take more bites of the delight Ignoring me as if I'm a ghost to them Dead to the world Damn, I just wanted my slice of pie They didn't give it to me I never did anything to them I just wanted my pie So I took the knife One by one I cut their throats One by one I ate their pie I had the whole pie Bliss hit my veins Happiness flooded my body Sitting there Looking at my blood stained hands I laughed and smiled As I watched them lay there Lifeless.