Shadows.

Days pass by,
as I swing between
breaking down every now and then,
crying about how I gave up, so soon..
and living in screaming silences,
where I can't even hear me anymore!

Days pass by,
as I keep wishing
just for the nightmare to end,
but am not able to wake myself up,
from this death like slumber!

Days pass by,
and I stand still,
rooted to the darkness
when the world around me moves,
with blinding speed.

Days passed by,
but on a chilly winter night..
I found the warmth and light once again..
And the ghosts that scared me all this while,
ended up being nothing more than mere shadows.