A usual morning...
And a head full of load...
Somehow she's scared of this light..
Somehow it is the parasite..
That is eating her up hollow inside...

With each tick of the second..
Her heart becomes heavier...
Is it an unknown grief she is trying to hide?...
Or a Revenge that is lingering across her mind...

It's a stranger to her...

Like every passing scene across the window of a car...
It flaunts its face with every blink of her eye..
"Wait! I know you", exclaims She, to those that flashes...
And tries to find their trace in her unresolved mind...

A grief of losing her love once...
May be that's what is killing her...
Or is it some kind of self destruction...
She might have gone through in her past once?...

As she is trying to resolve her mystery,
There arrives a curved pathway before her..

A diversion to be avoided by all voyagers...
A runway adorned by cactuses all around...
But why is she determined to pelt her eyes once again...
With the beautiful view on its otherside?...

They say it's a dirt in the eyes of the perfect world...
They say it's a sand hole...
They say it will destroy her entirely...
They say it will wipe her out from her small world....

Then why does reality speak of something else.?...
Why is it portrayed as a beauty of imperfection in a perfect sculpture of life...
These questions still cease to find their answers from the world...
As she finally closes her eyes every night...