kill

After living under this misconception that time heals up all the wounds of the past, i came to realize that all of this is a fallacy. time is a cheat. it doesn't have all those miraculous healing powers which it boasts of. it just covers up everything by the dust of the present or maybe it sweeps up everything and pushes it under the carpet. to think that the pain has subsided will be foolishness because it never does. it is always ready to pounce back and get you by your neck in an unguarded moment. time is in fact a great murderer who enjoys seeing its prey writhing in cold blood. no fun for him if the prey dies quickly. it waits. yes it waits till the time you believe that you are happy, and then it comes in front of you baring its fangs and flexing its paws. all those memories come in front of you in the form of drool, dripping from its dark mouth. it makes you taste its poisonous secretions. when you are sufficiently incapacitated by it then it hovers around you. watching. watching your contorted face. all this while making you suffer and beg for repose. and then? then what? it kills you? no. it doesn't kill you. it is not in his power to kill you. it makes you wish for an eternal sleep and when you have conjured up enough power to call on that beautiful angel of mercy then it fights.it fights death. fights a fierce battle. never allowing her to come near you.that is why, if you ever noticed, it is so hard to die when you require it the most. god bless lady death who finally manages to cage time and frees us of its pain. it takes long but ultimately time is defeated. mercy!