Scribbles

I wrote this one in an eye hospital, while waiting for my turn- on a tissue paper. I think it turned out ok-ish so I am putting it here.

... And I smiled,
Because I was running out of options
when there are things that haze your head around,
You can either take a decision, or get angry and frown.
But soon there is not much of a choice,
Because there is only so much you can do
there is only so much you can fight.
Maybe God sends you with a quota of tears
and I am pretty sure I have run out of mine.
There maybe rules to get it refilled,
Like probably falling in love again
But I was done this time.

Stay with me

Remember I wrote about morning pages? How I wrote first thing in the morning, without looking back at what am I writing? The following is an excerpt of this "unconscious/subconscious" writing which I thought was decent enough to be put on the internet. It is obviously not unadulterated, I have edited it as I went along writing it. Here goes nothing :

Stay with me because my thought sleeps,
I feel sudden jerks whenever there is a wave
Stay with me because I am afraid
Stay with me because the dark clutches me.
It crawls up my feet and hugs me tight like an unwanted friend.
Stay with me because I rather be not alone.
Because life has more to it than what we know.
Its a long day and a longer life and I am here for something that I still don't know.
Stay with me because with you the magic comes alive.
Stay with me because there is a world outside.
I have heard its huge but beautiful --its scary and unknown
I have heard its mysterious.
Stay because together we are one
Stay because we have a long way to go, we are still not done.
Stay with me and stay true
Because that's what I'd do for you.