Requiem for a dream.

she stopped writing. i can say. no words could make her describe her troubled mind.

pause. 1

she started thinking more. i can say. no feelings could make her ease her thoughts.

pause. 2

she was down and then up and then again down and then again up.

pause. 3

no screenplay.
no script.

i saw her once , smilin at me. it felt nice.
i havent seen her ever since.

its like she s all gone.

i m trying to find her. trying to be with her. but.
she cannot take me back.

then i wake up.

and i am still here. i cant breathe, i cant see... i only feel my heart beating. and i m so fucking scared.

i lost her.

. lost . myself .in these dreams.