Insecure

There is this pain that never goes away
Making my heart weigh
Making my body weak
There are these tears that rush out
at the oddest hours
at the oddest occasions
For reasons I know not
For reasons, I can’t understand
I watch and see myself being replaced
I watch and see people go away
I watch helplessly
Unable to fight, unable to complain
Too tired to fight, too tired to complain
No amount of rest removes the tiredness
No amount of sleep removes the tiredness
I still look deprived, distraught and disturbed
So I decided to stop pretending
So I decided to stop trying
So I decided to detach myself
From everything and everyone
To find the peace that I so badly want
To find the solace that I so badly need
Because being insecure is the worst place to be

Eivine

Hi! I’m Eivine, a writer who loves to prance around with words! Writing had been my ultimate passion ever since I learned to hold my pencil in the toddler days. Being a single child who didn’t have the luxury of YouTube, cartoons and video games of the present generation, my besties for life where books! My mother was the one who introduced me to the fantastic world of words that wove tales and poetry. One day when she returned from work, she had a big book in her hand. It was Enid Blyton’s “The Naughtiest Girl In The School.” I took it awestruck and asked her how I’m going to finish reading such a big book. She asked me to try it once and to both her and my surprise, I finished reading it in a stretch without even taking a break. That was my first step into the world of books, words, reading, and writing.