Working On It

Stories by Shriram
1 min readNov 5, 2023

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Photo by Jaanus Jagomägi on Unsplash

That’s the biggest lie
that I’ve been telling you all this while
yeah I said it, it’s been spoken
and now that it’s out in the open
maybe I can begin again
start afresh, write a new refrain
for a change, something that actually rhymes
an indication of changing times

Time, it’s been sneaking past me, see,
it’s been going, going, gone and me,
I’ve been watching it go past
and the train leaves the station so fast
that the big X on the last coach awakens me
tells me that I’ve been living in a fantasy
while I’ve been lying — blatantly,
trading reality for sanity

Judge me harshly, don’t go easy,
that’s the only way to boost me see,
if you can’t be my gravity,
I will always be lost in a cloudy dopamine sea
of thoughts and dreams and unrealised goals,
waiting for me on distant shores,
expecting, their lifespans shrinking,
milliseconds eating away at them even as they are breathing

So yeah, this piece is for me,
but I’ll let you see,
give you a peek inside
a ticket ringside
where I am born again.

I am starting over, baby.

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Stories by Shriram

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