Insecure confessions

Moon drops were when bygone
To strangers Thee turns,
in need of a salvation
a cure for His burns

Up towards the blazing sun,
and the strangers that peeps down
from the thirsty sky...
I stare restless and Numb
and seek a reply.

To questions that are
yet to be cipher
by one who Mumbles them in his silence,
every passing day

A shadow of darkness
That rests in the past
A future that seems darker
then whats in the present
A present thats more of a burden
then anything ever witness before
A refuge,
that is nowhere to be found,
For I seem to be loosing the only corner
of warmth and care that thou gifted me with!

The conclusion that occurs
is worst then the confusion that arose it
I seem to be heading towards,
an Aura
a junction
a destination
To a place...
when I can be,
anything...
But not Myself!

What leads to it,
is a journey
That looks like...
Atonement
for The Endless* sins committed!

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AFTERWORD - dear Readers, Thanks for being there always, reading my work. You people are more special to me, then what u know. I am not answering comments on the blog now due to some tougher schedule and these stupid mood swings, thats been troubling me all this while. I am a gradual addict to sadness and there are times, when I feel too too lonely in crowd but I never feel so, while I am sharing myself with you. This reality of my life, is what keeps me hung up to scribblin this blogspace, I feel that here I have more people who understands what I am, then those I have met in my so called" real life in the past few years.

PS - Sometimes, I am too contradictory to be stable. I dont know what I need, all I know is that I do need something...