The breeze along the shore turned my face really dry.
The sound of the wind was a lullaby,
It makes me want to doze off,
Away from everything
Away from the world.
As I step on the sand, the sea erased my footsteps vigorously.
I tried to tell a secret through writing it on the sand
The waves ate them all away just like that
I know my secret is safe with the sea.
It will forever be kept between me and the abyss down there,
Unknown to people.
Self-annihilation is constant, uncontrollable,
People may not know it yet but it is inevitable to everyone
I am destructing myself, not physically.
My mind is troubled, I can’t control it.
As an outcome, my heart is aching
That tiny light from the end of the tunnel is my stronghold.
An immemorial belief that,
Like my writings in the sand,
This will soon be erased….
Just because, everything is impermanent…..