Life, where a definition itself requires words to describe itself.
Where the world starts and ends instantly, but you can’t find the LIFE outside the globe.
The validation of life only persists between the beginning and the End. Much more you need to short you got.
You expect a lot from life, but when you withdraw with it, you don’t know. You try to jump on high altitudes to slap the peaks, but you’re not sure how strong the bases are?
You understand a lot, but what’s in your hands to turn it positive for you? Only expectations are possibly left, that makes you to say Hello Life.!! The facts start reacting weird to you. However, you need to escape the truth of it, keeping yourself aside pressing your neck too tough, but still able to say I’m Alive. You escape the death but you can’t avoid the side effects of it.
Probably, you are not on the road but at what time your dreams crashed you don’t know even you got proper security measures. You always find isolation and only your presence in the world, like sky is coming over you, because you are merely left in this world that bears the weight of it.
The so called human beings remove their masks and make you frighten with their real faces and make you remind the time when you made them happy. They hold your hands now pushing your back and don’t understand you. Like they never speak the language that you understand.
Everywhere the world is ending for you, and you can’t find anyone over here who takes you out from this fire spread room. You are trying to remove the shads of bad deeds from your hands that you have never done in your Life. Everywhere there is the celebration of your ending, and you didn’t receive the invitation.
Slowly, you realize this world is not for you. You are just sent here so they can mock and laugh at you. The world and the Zombies around here through you back repeatedly on the same road where you escaped the death. However, if you walked again on this path then for sure there will be no escape this time. And all the expectation of life will be buried with you.
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