Only Myself

By: Visvajit Murali

I walked through the grass

Dragging my feet through the wet, soggy, brown mud

Feeling the pain grow

Grow larger than the sun

I sat down on the curb

Cried in my arms

Regretting everything I have done

Thinking about the END

I could feel the cold water dripping from my eyes

I shut my eyes tight

Tighter than a vise

I felt a knot forming in my neck

I felt cast out

Like the elephant in the room

No one cares

No one knows

No one…

Those thoughts consumed me

They held my brain hostage

Slowly and slowly I got deeper

Farther into my feelings

Thinking about what could have happened

What I shouldn’t have done

Living in the past

That is where I am


I can’t stand this


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