
I have just taken my psychiatric medicine: a simple naked truth with me: I will go to sleep under its effect after say 45 minutes. I know its effect will dilute by just before 2.AM and I will be left to negotiate my tsunami of self created vacuum. I do come to a feeling to talk to you when you cross your inhibitory quotient to come on line ,visible. My heart asks just talk to her. I love her too much. I know I love her too much. But my love is simply not understood at any level of cognisance of know how. May be I've crossed the scientific know how itself. I don't know. I may look too schizophrenic or neurotic may be psychotic. But why I am putting these words over here. I know many psychiatry awakened have to read my this love letter. I simply want to confuse them . Reason is very simple. No science can understand me. As I myself don't understand me, I know this is also a psychiatric disorder in itself.
but I am happy that no one is there to bully me. Some times living alone is a bliss. Otherwise too I simply don't like anyone around me. Again the reason is simple. I simply don't love any one. But my heart asks then whom you love. I only say : I don't know. It gets annoyed. I really don't know how to pacify my heart. I simply tel : even if I engage my sweet heart to talk to me : it makes no difference. The cruel reality is constant fact with me. I do make such efforts to change it.
Probably I am made just to fight with my nerves and remain busy
sometimes at my work
another at my vacuum
but I am happy that no one is there to bully me. Some times living alone is a bliss. Otherwise too I simply don't like anyone around me. Again the reason is simple. I simply don't love any one. But my heart asks then whom you love. I only say : I don't know. It gets annoyed. I really don't know how to pacify my heart. I simply tel : even if I engage my sweet heart to talk to me : it makes no difference. The cruel reality is constant fact with me. I do make such efforts to change it.
Probably I am made just to fight with my nerves and remain busy
sometimes at my work
another at my vacuum
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