STUPEFACTIONA Poem by Shah Sabia
Introversion, is that my personality ?
Well, they do call me that, but i fail to understand why. I find myself in an ocean where corals have been replaced by questions, millions of questions but not even a single repartee. They keep on multiplying, some of them die within, but most of them dont even let me breathe. Stifled is what i feel, suffocation has become my habitat. No doubt i am comfortable with this feeling of feeling comfortably numb, but sometimes i am asphyxiated by these mountains of "whyS" and "why notS". They say i am blessed, know why ? "I feel good about being sad", they call it my talent. I somehow dont want to "feel" good about it, i just dont want to "feel" anything. Everything is so bizzare, chaos has taken over me to an extent that it is the only companion i am left with. © 2015 Shah SabiaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on July 31, 2015 Last Updated on August 1, 2015 AuthorShah SabiaIndiaAboutI'm eighteen. "An introvert writer" That is what they call me. I write a lot, but i suck at coversating. Confused ? Well, that is okay. Writers are meant to be a little eerie, you know ? I hope y.. more..Writing
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