Maulik Rathod

YESTERDAY WAS FOURTEEN YEARS AGO...WE HELD OUR BREATH, FALLING INTO A SHIMMERING SEA IN THE AFTER HOURS OF THE NIGHT...ATTEMPTED TO CLEANSE THE WOUNDS WITH MELODIES AND LIGHTS, A BULLETPROOF BANDAGE TO SHIELD WHAT LIES BENEATH. TODAY HAS FELT LIKE AN ENDLESS SPIN. I KEEP DISTORTING THE TRUTH, IMMUNE TO THE DIZZINESS, NUMB TO THE NAUSEA. WHAT LIES BENEATH — SCREAMS IN SILENCE. I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND FEEL BOTH OLD AND NEW, STUCK IN LIMBO AND UNABLE TO MOVE. I STILL HAVEN’T FACED MYSELF. WHEN TODAY ENDS, I’LL DISCOVER WHO I AM. 🪐