I miss you

I think about you

I wonder ‘what if’

I wonder ‘why’

I regret my words

My actions

I look for you but find emptiness

All I find myself saying is

I miss you


I look at the mirror

I am uncomfortable

Uncomfortable in my body

The sight disgust me

I see myself

The many changes needed

I wonder why I look nothing like the pictures of toned guys

I think to myself




‘Am I such a ghastly sight’


Monday begins

Dum dum di di dum

The alarm awakens me from my slumber

The snooze button is calling my name

I gladly answer

The cycle repeats itself for 2 more phases

I finally raise my head and notice it’s 7am already

I fling the duvet off my body

I feel the sharpness of the cold morning

I shudder but quickly acclimatise

My feet touch the carpet

It feels fuzzy it welcomes each step I take

The sun is hiding behind the clouds as though it were its duvet

I stumble down the dimly lit stairs and head for my toothbrush

This is it

Monday morning begins

Who’s there

The sun beamed through my window

The rays blinding me when I looked up

I notice a shadow growing on the desk in front of me

I wonder to myself ‘what could it be’

In this brief second I feel a touch

It’s rough and chilling

I turn around in a flash

But there’s no one there

I look up and there’s nothing there

I look at my shoulder and I notice a mark

It was a chalky dust

But what could’ve made such a mark?

My mind is throwing up tens of questions

Trying to find some sort of rationale

But nothing

Nothing can explain what happened

It lingers on my mind

What touched me…..