Timebomb

My emotions are like a ticking timebomb. Activated.

Problems around me is starting all over again. I just wish peace. Not awkward silence.

You never understand our view. Never part of us. Never cared.
Attention seeking.
And dragging you to the door literally, shouting to your face to leave the house.
Pleading not to go. Door slammed at your face.
How that feels?

Nobody messes with our daddy. Not even if you're his wife.
We don't care.

Trouble maker, that's what you are.
I can't wait for everything to be over, get over it.


Things rolling. rolling by, I stoned. Nothing changed. You won't change, same ol' stubborn.


I caught myself excessively checking out countries around the world.
New York, Greece, Maldives, Britain, Australia etc.
I read the social, economic and politics.
Some places are much better to live and work in.
Some places offering better travelling spaces.



1 year in Melbourne alone is going to be possible. For now, its a wishful thinking but I hope for it one day.




God, banged my thigh against a sharp metal bar leaves me with a bruise. Fucking pain or what.
Bruises. I spotted similar bruises again. I don't like this one bit.