EGGSHELL

i look at my mirror n see a ghost,
kaleidoscope of all that was lost.

i see a body,once capable of physical labour,
now,just a blob of cheese,without flavour.

on thin,parched lips,a hint of smile,
trying to surface,once in a while.

i see empty,voids representing eyes
who chased away dreams..saying goodbyes

sunken cheeks,overdrawn face
what remains r bones,without grace.

bitten nails n weak,shaking hand
with just a silhouette of wedding band.

useless legs,lying without care
barely supported by a wheelchair.

i'm a vegetable..very much stale
life trapped in the prison...without bail.

i fought my odds..believe me,... i did.
everytime i stood back up,my wheels skid.

i wasted too much energy in avoiding my fate
joy,compassion n hope left,hatred was my mate.

what remained was an eggshell of old me,
how easy it was2immerse myself in pity.

life passed by n neglected me everyday,
world flooded with emotions,left me on bay.

no one helped me n so didnt i
didnt even ever wonder...why?

family left without giving single look
i was a vegetable which they cdnt even cook.

why did i live?why didnt choose death?
heart was persistant n so was my breath.

sometimes i dream...see me running
life is all sunny n my face,.. beaming

i'm laughing so much...my stomach aches
life's racing on fast tracks ...without brakes

i'm happy this second n next my car meets crash
dream's twisted into reality turning me into trash

now i'm too scared 2 even dream
forget the sunshine...run away from a gleam.

i hv nothing 2 live for n life is just a joke,
am tired of living but letting the death soak.

there used 2 be a soul....full of optimism n joy,
life was promising when i was just a little boy.

soul died long back n will be followed by me
mirror keeps searching the life,that used 2 be me.