Thursday, August 30, 2018

Toxicated

The word does not even exist out there but it is living inside me.

Have you ever met someone who is so toxic to you? They don’t do anything to you yet their presence alone already makes yourself worse than ever. They do nothing to you yet for some reasons the worst of you eats you away whenever they are around. You hate yourself for it, for realizing about it. You blame yourself for your feelings and drown yourself with the “I shouldn’t be feeling this way, it’s not like they do anything to me” thought. You keep on thinking deeper and deeper and finally it reaches your core, digging a whole new hole inside you. Your heart is left with a lot of holes; the ones done by them without them knowing, without you realizing. Their presence suffocates you. Their presence somehow feels as they are sitting on your chest, blocking your breath. You can’t breathe properly. You are fucked up. But once they are gone, it feels like the weight on your chest has been lifted yup. Everything feels lighter. It feels like the bright sun has finally coming out from its hiding. The grey cloud might have you wrapped in the dark whenever they are around but by the time they have let you go, sunray keeps coming through every possible hole – bathing everything on its path with its golden shiny ray.

The guilty pleasure is real.