Blind Clowns

Life has never been fair, has it? Always given you moments you've never wanted. Always asked for sacrifices you couldn't make. Sometimes, existence seems like a jagged little pill that's stuck somewhere in your throat. You can neither swallow it nor can you scream for help. All you can do it is wait. Wait until it chokes you to death, bit by bit. Doesn't it hurt when all the demons in your head awaken? They awaken to defeat you, to mock you, as you lay huddled in the corner, under the shade of remorse.

The misadventure goes on and on. Right from the cradle of filth to the grave of dirt, you're forced to live a life you never chose. You're pushed into a lonely classroom right when you've begun to appreciate the patterns on the tiles in your home. Then, the rat race begins. Learn things that never seem to make sense and still don't. Get your nose rubbed against the grindstone until the bruises begin to look pretty in the mirror of competition.

Life's looking for a reason to bring that frown onto your face. It'll do anything to imprint the dark stain of existence into your violated mind.

Assignments.
Tutorial classes.
Missing out on a great bargain.
Placements in Africa.
Bosses from hell.
Measly paychecks.
Backstabbing friends.
Cursing the rain on your big date.
Worried that your knees are weakened from falling in love over and over again.
Being sulky because your team lost a big game.
Worried stiff that you're in a college you don't deserve..
Missing that one opportunity that could've changed it all.
Irritated that your mom cooked the same dinner two days in a row.
Scorning when your dad offers you advice.
When they tend to forget how old you are. Or how young.
Lost love.
Brooding over the one that got away.
When your sibling takes your favourite pair of jeans for his farewell.
Frustrated that the very friends who had spent entire days with you haven't called in years.
Wondering when did life pass you by.


Somewhere in Darfur, an orphan sleeps hungry and naked, shivering in the freezing wind, clinging onto his mother's photograph.


A teardrop crawls out of his closed eyes to seep into the parched earth.



Lost forever.