Blue Funk

No words to say, no emotions to show, no gestures to make, no deeds to do. Today I feel myself more of an object than anything else.

Where is the child that was once within me? Has he stopped talking to me as I always gave a deaf ear to his voice or is he dead???I

Weep weep & weep is the only thing my heart does... And when the pain exceeds it's limits, my heart
weeps blood. Even the blood is not red.

My shadow stares at me in the eyes and taunts me about what I am, how I am, the way I am. It laughs at me when I try to ignore it.

Each thought of mine makes me feel like a coward running from every situation unable to face it. What do I fear to loose?

My dreams are shallower than a dead men's eyes. The darkness is killing. Thousand lit lamps just emitting smoke and failing to throw even a single ray of light.

Is this just a passing moment that I have to deal with and later forget it as a nightmare or is it a turn that my life took getting me on the road to my death???