just another day .... the walls cave in again .... and i am still contemplating eternity within me ... and hearing voices of my demons .....

i stared, contemplated .... my days are like a jigsaw puzzle ... one day taken makes my life lose its' meaning, one day added is either in the right place, or still can't fit till i get another action done ... and so it goes till the whole paradigm is completed .....

still the jigsaw puzzle makes a blurry figure .... and i still go on and on .... fixing days as parts to unravel the logogriph .....

the day i consumed all my breath, the jigsaw puzzle was just completing my epitaph .... pathetic