A Silent Scream

A Silent Scream

A Story by prachi prangya agasti
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A deadly silent scream is your broken-heart falling into the abyss of pain.

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A deadly silent scream is your broken-heart falling into the abyss of pain. It swallows you in its mess and you think solitude would heal your scars but loneliness eats your insides and breaks you with a constant yearning for love.


What does mourning sounds like? Water freezing quietly, like an empty soul weeping bitterly, aching for someone to make you finally breathe after moments of breathlessness. The cruel sense of humour is that you do not die of heartbreak even if you so desperately wish to. When you are shattered, you reside in the maze of days that are no more while idle tears leave their home and fall freely haunting you day and night. Amidst the fairy-tale of yellow pages, your heart battles the scariest war- the battle of letting go.


You stand beside the window watching the devastating darkness in the sky and feel like the night would last forever and when you see a star shooting across it you close your eyes instantly for that one wish to happen. And desperately long to believe in miracles even though knowing a wound lasts for a lifetime. But grief is something that annihilates the fire of hope and heartbreak is a poison that starts from a specific coordinate of the heart slowly slipping into the locations of every good feeling. Hence, fear seeps in instead of relief, fear to be broken in hundreds of places with hundreds of people.


And in that brief moment of heartache and blurry lines of hope and pain you resolve to give up to stand in a place of stillness. A state of high where you’re neither happy nor sad, just utterly and completely still unaware of all the motions around you. You start creating an impenetrable fortress around your vulnerable heart, each brick camouflaging the emotion that you can’t even recognize.


Then long after the reasoning with affairs of choking chains, the curse of realization sets in, that nothing would ever be the same again. And you learn the subtle difference between holding hands and chasing hearts and realize that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises. You decide to find a link along which you can bare your soul to. You wait for the light to creep into the darkest corners of your heart and through tear soaked eyes you watch the stars come in the same night. While the spells of aching and sleepless nights slowly become absurd, you wish for a rain to wash away the dirt of scrambled faith and a shattered heart. 


© 2017 prachi prangya agasti



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Loved reading this, Prachi! :)

Posted 6 Months Ago


prachi prangya agasti

6 Months Ago

Thank you...
touched.
a few of grammatical errors are to be taken care of.
beautiful content and expressions

Posted 7 Months Ago


prachi prangya agasti

7 Months Ago

Thank you.....
Third paragraph - the first sentence need to be cut into 2.
Overall, even though this piece was filled to the brim with sadness, I have to say that the piece was pretty darn good and your play on words is pretty damn neat.

Mark.

Posted 7 Months Ago


prachi prangya agasti

7 Months Ago

Thank you... :)
matrixmark

7 Months Ago

Welcome.
Mark.
This is very good to read..wonderful I say, enjoyed the story from the top..very well created work.😊

Posted 7 Months Ago


prachi prangya agasti

7 Months Ago

Thanks so much

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Added on March 16, 2017
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prachi prangya agasti
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bhubaneswar, chandrasekharpur, India



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