Dont stop praying

It is disappointment which makes me realize, I have traveled all this way, only to find my world is somewhere else.

It is pain when I realize, the tune which makes me forget myself and dance comes from puppeteers whose strings I am entangled in.

It is despair that I see in the tired reddened eyes, when I look at the face staring at me in the mirror. And no it doesnt seem to be me anymore.

But it is the hope that makes me knock and wait at the door of my empty house everyday, hoping that someone would come answer it one day.

Till then, dont stop trying, dont stop praying!!!