DISABLED

                                                        As the time condenses wind became slow and calm as if it is afraid to hurt my breath everything is now blurry and dark the shadows of the past is hovering over my present memories broken into a million pieces it would take another lifetime to collect it all short breaths, deep sleeps, painful days wishes to end this lucid nightmare the path became hard and tough human inside me is already faded away soon the shell will crumble down oh life what made me be become even the death note seems irrelevant

  I don't know who I am. My life is like the as my poem 'Lost one'. I thought for a long time I have this talent to write. But now I am discovering the truth of myself. And the truth doesn't hold a place for my "talent". Sometimes I feel like I am a person with a dual personality. With people around me I am completely a different person. But without them I am an entirely a different one.    I wanted to be the perfect person, and I can't. It feels like I am being someone else. I am too scared to be a friend,a classmate also a daughter. I am letting everyone down. I never will live up to their expectations. I wish I had someone to talk about this stuff. When I take the courage to talk about it, they think I am a freak.  Because of all this I felt like I am an different. More than that I wished for it.    I was the girl who crawled into a dress shelf to find the secret kingdom that shown in "The chronicles of Narnia". I believed in every fanta

I am no one with pride I am no one with money I am a selfless imposture of mankind flawless beauty of blindness eching from the cursed past looking through the glass to see the future the one filled with joy and hope I am the one with no name , no caste a fish out of water trying to catch breath even when it is too late who wishes to sink into the deep lake to feel the comfort ever wanted Struck in the middle of nowhere when everyone is rushing towards their destiny here i am lost in jungle no ways to exit , no place to feel home exhausted by the roleplays I am no one, a sailor without a compass

This is my second blog . Unlike the first blog here i will share my creations like poems and stories and reviews about the movies and series i watched . I am choosing English as language in this blog because i want to share this blog to the WORLD . Hope everyone like this blog . You can share your thoughts about the post in the comment section . I will read it and reply for it as soon as i can . I never introduced my self . My name is Jeena John . I am a third year undergraduate student in computer science . My hobbies are reading books , watching movies and listening music just like everyone else . I also love to write when i am inspired . Sometimes i feel like someone is chanting the words in my ears to write it down . Sometimes i am a crazy teen who have no idea what to do with life , sometimes i am an alien in this world . Is this normal ??? I don't know . Share your thoughts with me . So let's begin ...