The Brain Therapy

Life's like a really long and bad traffic jam. And you're the one who is driving a two wheeler through it.   So yes, the only way to get through it, is keep moving, keep going. 'Cz the procession of vehicles never stop, they keep moving & trampling the ones who cease to move with the flow.

Andy once said the words that still reverberate with generations after generations. But maybe, hope is not a good thing after all; and it's certainly not the best of things, because it dies, eventually!

Because no matter how lit the sky seems, it's always dark at the end of the day; And because no matter what anyone would lead you to believe, it's just you, all alone at the end of the day.

Are you having a bad day? Perhaps, something terrible happened? In all probability, I’m sure someone said something on the lines of “guess what? People have had worse, so take that!”. But you can relax on that front, because I’m not going to do any of that. Life sucks if it sucks, right? Can’t do anything about that now, can we? But what we can do is maybe laugh a little.

What I've lost so far in, everything; & Everything that I'm, yet to gain; Stupid accounts keep, dragging me &; leashing me to a chain.

I heard someone say, not long ago; there's nothing under my bed. All monsters that play, and give me pain; indeed, live inside my head.

The AC in my room, broke down; One hot & sultry night. I can't sleep here, It's too hot to bear, was my only insight.