That time of the night

It's 3:45.
In the morning.
And I can't help but feel dead.

Heavy.

Listless.

Useless.

Living dead.

And the only things that light up the dark are my eyes and my purple nailpolish that glistens like dancing blood on the keyboard.

I'm scared of the dark.
Not much of a confession, but one that makes me vulnerable to you.
Lock me up in a shadowy room and I will confess to you the whereabouts of the secret weapon, take my clothes off, beg for mercy, stand on my head, salsa, anything--everything.
My imagination would kill me, megalomania-ing everything from the uneven rasp of my own breathing to the sininster silence.

Think for yourself, they tell you-
It's a curse.

It's quiet tonight.
There's a certain stillness which Bombay,' The City that Never Sleeps' boasts of being deficient in.
Funny.
Eerie.

I don't like it.

It's also that time of the night when you feel alone.
When you need someone to call just to check if you're alive,
Just to make sure you haven't cried yourself to sleep.

My phone screen doesn't talk back.
It hates me.
Blank.

For a middle child with Doctor parents and siblings who compete over who is diagnosed with more psychological disorders, I can safely admit to verging on insanity.

Confessions of a Dangerous Mind

I Hate :-
-Awkward silences
-Girls with a size zero frame and big empty heads
-Kissing back
-Math
-Too much sun
-All those gay Hindi serials that start with 'K'
-Being vulnerable
-Guilt
-Waiting
-Needing someone
-Conformists
-Promises
-Crying
-Red hair that fades
-People who pretend to be 'holier-than-thou' and then slyly stab you in the back
-Boys
-Girls who Need boys
-Star Wars
-Cowboy movies
-Loneliness
-Saying bye
-Falling
-Pain
-Feeling
-Not feeling
-People who think they can tell me what to do
-People who don't know what they want to do
-Pompous asses
-Cockroaches
-Insecurity
-Losing control
-Smiling till your face hurts
-War
-Raised voices
-Anything frilly or floral
-Death

It's ironic how the things we hate are those that remind us of ourself.
And that, my friends, is closure ~~

That's all folks.

Dawn.
Anewdaybegins,abrightertomorrow

A circle of Lies.
*Rolls eyes heavenwards awaiting the parting of skies, the Hand of God and Divine Intervention*

Nothing.
*sighs*

You disappoint me.