Lately I have been hoarding up on candles and lights and try to find peace and calm in my life by lighting the candles and sitting beside it. It does feel nice for sometime. You can fill your room with all kinds of candles and lights. Make it all bright. But isn't it really the darkness within that has been bothering you? No amount of candles can fix that. The light within seems to get dimmer with every passing day. The mighty pile of dreams have all come crashing down. Look for happiness within they say. But "within" seems like an empty shell at the moment. The further I look within, the further I find myself falling into an abyss of nothingness. Feel like a bird in a gilded cage unable to break free. It gets so tiring after a while that you accept life as it is. But all that's left of you is a skeletal reminder of what had been and what could have been.
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