Akhand Singh

Dark prevails on each and every corner where you cannot let the light to scratch. Pain will survive and suffice.

The stare at the mirror, a pause!

Water is still flowing from the valves, makes a strange sound, I guess that might be the sound of life.

Eyes seem so burdened and so heavy, the more I try to open them the more they shut down on me. With a brief breath I take some water on my hand and hit it on my face, it hurts and the pain is unendurable, my face is swollen like I’ve got the beat down. Learnt from my mistake now I splash some more water on my face but slowly and slowly taking my time.

Moments later I came back to my room and lay down on my bed. My stomach makes all kind of weird noises, I know I need some food…