I keep asking myself the same question again and again that why I can't harm myself at that moment when everything in my life falls apart when the earth stops spinning for me when I am torn between the lines. When all I wanted is to end my life and let go of all the pain that is creeping inside me like some monster is sucking my blood. It is not that i am afraid because that is the most dimming moment of my life. All I want is to pickup my broken pieces and runaway from the world by holding the cold hands of the Death.And yet at that moment I have stopped as some power had taken over me. A glimmer of light seeps through the shattered pieces and at that flicker of time I have Chosen myself .
With the threads of the Light I have started mending back my open wounds that not only hurts me but became a part of my whole life.
And within that moment I transformed from the scared caterpillar wrapped inside a cocoon to the beautiful butterfly that trust the endless skies .