Freefalling #1

(The first poem in the free-falling series of mine)


I'm living constantly in a world full of strangers,
Struggling to strain my nose,
And take in fresh air,
Finding the right way,
When darkness hovers around my head,
When nothing but complete black surrounds me,
 My tears, My constant companion......

Something inside holds me back,
Refrains me from being free,
Pointless tears flow by,
Unstoppable, yet hard to ignore......

Strangers ask me,
Why is it so only with me,?
Unable to answer them,
I run away,
Not from them,but from myself........!!

I'm still trying to find my way,
In a world full of strangers,
Walking on a thin railing,
Keeping my balance,
Intact....
Now hold my hand you stranger,
Coz I fear I'm falling,
Yeah! I'm Free falling...