I didn’t know how long it has been and I was staring at the ceiling continuously ….
I was trying to think of something, to put together all my thoughts…
Once again I was trying a useless effort to collect all the chunks of my words that were scattered like usual …
It felt like even bed was tired of me lying for so long, I wanted to move the curtains aside but felt my body numb
I wanted to turn on the lights but all i could do was reach my hand out and then felt like falling asleep..
Yeah and it was peaceful and relaxing. I could hear the noise of kids playing outside.
My feet were cold and could feel my ears burning. Eyes were slowly closing and again I prayed to have a Dream. Of wild of a Lonely land with full moon and chamomiles.
I never knew I was Losing.
when i write 