Under the infinite sky, she couldn’t see the azure glow.
She sat, curled up amongst thousand people of this world.
Hugging her knees, she kissed herself.
She felt her lips- cold, wanting, untouched.
She felt her tears- warm, uncontrolled, continuous.
Alone, this world was making her weak.
Lonely, she was, she will be.
Beside the unending waters, she couldn’t count the waves.
She lay down, like a womb, but without its mother.
She touched her finger sans the ring, a shade lighter.
He left her too, they left her to be.
She felt her self- quivering, shallow, and numb.
She felt her tears- determined, untrained, forever.
She walked on, alone, her hand outstretched.
In hope, for someone, who would hold her again.
The canopy of trees couldn’t shadow her melancholy.
The piercing sunlight was distant, far away.
She got up and fell down, not a soul stirred.
She walked off, she tried to stay, and not a thing mattered.
Her life was an obligation- a gift from the Supreme.
A gift, a curse? A gross understatement.
She yearned for a foe to spitefully hurt her.
For then she would know, that she was alive.
That fateful evening, when the clock struck one.
She was left dangling, between life and death.
Gasping she looked around, for light, for life.
But she had done what she had, she couldn’t take it back.
She missed her mark, the balance disturbed.
She shot him instead and her world, crashed.
It wasn’t her fault, she tried to reason.
But the world is miserable, the world is blind.
Not one soul saw the man behind him.
The one she aimed at, the one that should have been him.
Chastised, she trudged, thorns stinging her every move.
She left everyone as everyone left her- alone.
The world spun, and nothing stopped.
She was but a speck in the history of time.
Her life was just one more story, another bygone.
She was just one more person, lonely and alone.