Memories arent kind..

It is one of those days..


When things are peaceful, and waters are still..
There is whirlpool inside..circling.. ready to kill..
When will I stop struggling for breath? when will I reach the shore?
When will all be gone? Why wont it be like before?

Why cant I stop looking back.. Why is that my favourite place?.
Why do I feel that I have to retry.. redo..retrace..
Why cant I look up, at the horizons ahead and fly?
why wont the tears I shed.. let my wings dry?

when past seems perfect .. and future seems dull..
When memories beg closure .. and hope feels null..
Oh I want to sleep.. I want to close my eyes and mind..
But these memories of you... they have never been so kind..