I wrote this monologue couple of months ago. I was observing patterns of thoughts and ideologies when a person goes through a bad phase and I tried to convey some of it. I had conversations with different people, saying they have this delusional feeling, and that feeling somehow gets heavier day by day, making it really hard to heal from the scars. I couldn't find a better way to explain this feeling, the way I did here... But that's how I am :)!
For you to be with me, I have nothing to give. I am an entire ocean where the livings die, too shallow they can't even breathe! I am living in my own grave, my eyes are red.... It is raining outside so heavy, that the water is gliding, making it too patchy to let anyone in!
I have nothing to give.…
Scribbled stories, my penned echoes grabbing you down in the deep, too dark to see.... Where you have an open yard to dream, where time stops.... the sun sets too long, where you wait till your pen stops for the wind to fool you to the maze you never craved for!
You see me wherever you go... it's all a lie! Just close your eyes and run, I have seen them too. They drive you insane, remember I told you, the time we were locked!
I didn't know, I would turn so dark... entangled illusions, a never-ending maze dragging you down, so deep! Screaming silence, regretting that you've fallen, yet planting ways so you hear the demons inside me.... chasing!
Pale faced, too fragile.... you can't even touch! A yard blown by feelings, pages grabbing your hands, too many void, you would never know, where to start from! Thoughts dealing storms everyday.... too tired to even utter a word. Taming you, so you understand, upsetting when you don't…
There's nothing left to hold on love.... I have no cents, you'll be walking through all your life! But I loved you, more than my life yet I have nothing to give.…
So, I want you to leave.
~ Reema.
You can listen to the audio version exclusively on -https://scarletthopewriting.wordpress.com/2021/01/07/dark-monologue/
Have a nice day…
Thank you.
