Revive, KickStart, Breathe - What are you waiting for ?

"I am tired".
"Ah, let me do it next time"
"It was never meant to be"
"Am I kidding myself"

For as long as I can remember myself and I have lived an old soul's life! I can count the number of times I have fallen down physically. Bruised my knee, blood trickling and the familiar band aid of whiskey my dad would put on it because it would invariably be at some party that I would fall. I would seek solace in the fact that

Stop - Fast Forward to Grown up Life

A defeated soul

You cannot decide whether to laugh or to cry Should I be relieved? Is it that, which happens all over again. In exact same pattern, repetition. Is it calling a number which shall never ring Is it the silence at the other end which shall never sing Is it the memories of those good old days which urges you to strike the note,sew the broken cord Can that which is broken be built again?