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                           Have you ever succumbed to your fears?                            Have you ever tried to get past the darkness? Maybe our journey ends right inside the entangled maze, where we kneel down before our fears, denying our soul to pursue what is beyond this blinding darkness. We are creatures driven by the spell of love, lust, and pride which captivates us and prevents us from our potential. We fear what is unknown and beyond our reach. Every darkness is frightful for us and how harder we try we still follow the wrong path. Humans have forgotten how to break free from this spell, which captivates us and drives us, to follow the preconceived way. The moment this spell is broken, we are cursed, and suppressed by millions of others. We are the slaves of our own fears. Where our mind is the almighty and our soul i...

When you are stuck somewhere unable to get out, don't you feel the survival instinct? Can I see the fear in your eyes? Can I ignite your soul and set you free? But, I'm afraid they are just mere fantasies, hiding the truth behind. Don't you realize they are helping you? They are preventing you from facing the hard truth, they are preventing you from the superficial reality, which is harsh, as well as beautiful. The moment you drown yourself, in its beauty truth knocks you from behind, leaving you breathless and let you suffer through pain. They have no mercy nor tolerance, but we have resilience to fight back. Perhaps, this is the strongest weapon we are equipped with. Don't you see yourself running through the maze, every time you close your eyes in search of the last piece of that unsolved puzzle? Do you still climb those endless stairs, being chased by your fears? You feel as if you are sinking right into the ground. Footsteps turns heavy and its almost...

She was standing on the edge, the edge of devastation the edge of recreation. She has no purpose of living, in this world as this world has given her, sorrows, pain, depression and many such things people consider as downs of life. Every morning, when she woke up, she used to think about the sorrows and pain she was going through and that was yet to come. The anxiety was too much for her to handle but, constant worries crept up in her heart and her heart was in a turmoil. It was almost torn into two halves. The small cheerful one, which considered everything still as beautiful. And the dominant one which was protecting her from loosing her morale. She was lost between her thoughts unable to understand what was the right thing to do. The rebukes and critisizations she faced made her upset. 'People are too cynical  judgemental by nature.' She thought. She was fighting hard to keep her self respect alive, but with passing day it was blowing away like house of cards, one at a t...

Her dreams were that of a Devil Angel, in the Paradise. She tossed and turned on the bed desperately and gasped for breath at the same. Little, did she realize that the Devil was going to plunge the knife right into her soul. Her daemon was waiting in the dark abyss of her soul claustrophobic and thirsty. The knife came in and ripped off the muscles of her heart. Her daemon screamed from inside.  A scream that was shrill and fearful. It could have chilled the bones of the bravest men in this universe but she was fearless, her eyes glowing red and her mouth was uttering an inaudible growl. She had resilience and also had the strength to go against all odds but her eyes fooled her. The hallucinations were that of Devil fighting against the beast she had inside, but in reality, the devil and the beast were mere mates waiting to triumph over her soul and turn her angels in and bleed her to death. In the cold winter night, yet another soul died unnoticed, from the bustling life of t...