Decadence

[yashas]

The more I think of it, I unravel the clenched corners of my unusual mind and in my very own fanatic world I am alone. I look around to see the daunting eyes staring at me. Entrapping my soul. I’m incarcerated in the darkest prison of isolation. Drunk with pride and concealed with ignorance. It can encompass the decree of my ominous thoughts and trodden path of dejection. It pushes me into the inescapable well of insidious anguish and much deeper into the abyss of despair. It knows my wildest fantasies, my lascivious desires but it watches me with its lustful eyes. I shall favour the ones I desire. I’m bound by circumstance and pursued by prejudice. My thoughts become mere puppets and its strings furiously pulled. I buried my frail and ventured to seek Truth but it watches me through its doubtful eyes. I disappeared into the darkest corners of the universe, yet it found me and brought me back to the loneliest planet.