Nishtha Sood
Sep 5, 2018 · 1 min read

Not a Happy Place

They come at night;

Those demons who like to see me in tatters,

feasting upon every bit of my soul.

Am I the only one? It’s alarming.

How do I pull the trigger on the thoughts enveloping my mind?

It’s easy to drown yourself in pills, they say.

But what if I wake up, and face another day,

yet another ordeal.

Is it easy to tie a noose around your mind?

They come to me in restless times,

and prey during my weakest hours.

It is a battle; every fuckin’ night I am left alone with endless thoughts of pain and misery.

choke on my sobs.

Every night.

And during the day,

I put on my most flamboyant mask,

and entertain the world with my charade.

Hoping one day it will all go away,

Eventually.

Nishtha Sood

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