The Deep Red

'Marginal'. Do you know what does that even accounts for?
Let me tell you. Something that you crave but after prolonged obsession may loose the interest in. That's what love is for the z-generation. Yet I found myself above some peak staring hastily to watersoaked clouds about to rain havok on my already dissipated emotional patience questioning my gut.
How come I always come to the same lane at the end of every new chapter? Is something wired wrong in me or is it my blatantly overthinking costing me 'the' happiness. Searching the periphery of such revealing presumption was nothing new to me; but it's also calming infact so calming that am almost addicted to that lucious thoughts.
Pulling out the courage to ask the right question to right person was never really my strong suit yet I find myself rocking the boat every-single-time. My own belief is shattered yet I am trying to finding myself, disregarding my emotions  I am getting upto those fear, faith question yet making statue of my morale. Just the hope is that we come out stronger on the other side. 
You see we don't need people, we need their warmth. We don't need blades to fight our war but we need words. So pretty much: am deciding to fight few more battles, tackle some more changes and taking few head-on so that the cost can cope with the will to prolong. Have I ever been weak? YEAH!
You are not strong till you know your fears & your are not smart till you have outrun your failures. That's what makes us human enough to be in resonance with our surrounding.

*ironically this took a lot more papercuts to my soul than it should have*