Life

Hruday Chilukuri
1 min readMar 29, 2025

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arcade of troubles or a lining of joy?

feeling vulnerable or the shivers of darkness?

solitary days or depth of loneliness?

all these, but it strikes at the end of the day

it’s not the people around me but it’s the self

the self, dancing in the joy of rain, that drowned it,

I try to learn but I promise, the endings are always the same

but please, please, don’t ruin this for me

its already hard, i’m trying to get over this,

trying to put everything in the past,

until i realise, how can i run away from my shadows?

how can i leave them in my past?

when they are my present and my forever,

there’s no good reason in believing, the ending stays the same nevertheless,

It's time, reality catches up, the day reality tugs at my sleeve

I realise, the situations were the answers, the solutions

the mistake? realising it too late

things are meant to be, it hurts, it aches

days come where you feel like it’s time, time to shut down yourself

times where you have the utter most isolation from everything

trying to fix everything I keep breaking,

but at the end I just stop trying.

the only thing? I expect, I hope, the best result may come, may come in the worst situations possible

ahogado en pensamientos ❤

  • By Hruday

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