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Girl on the rooftop


It was two hours past midnight, full moon was shining right on top of her emitting enough moonlight, to magnify her silhouette.


She was sitting there all alone, drenched in her wet hairs, her eyes pouring down tears, she was gasping and crying all breathless, gazing up at the sky, asking cure for her devastated state of mind.

She couldn’t understand what was wrong with her? She was pretending to act all fine and normal for years, just how as she was suppose to act, but she couldn’t just do it anymore.

 She couldn’t put up that act of her perceived personality, she felt completely hollow and empty within herself.

She felt that she gave away whatever she had in her, and now she was left with that large vacuum of despair and emptiness.

Something dreadful must have had happened with her? Why was she crying her lungs out pleading for help and mercy?

She was in her 20’s, with an average stature, and she had a dusky colored skin, She used to live with her family and her pets, but not with her parents.

She left her job and completely isolated herself to deal with her issues on her own.

Whatever she chose to pursue in her life, she couldn’t relate to its dynamics anymore, she always felt out of place.

She was feeling lost, empty, and curious.

Every night she used to go sit under that moonlight, waiting for some magic to happen to her, she became friends with the moon, she used to talk with the moon, and felt the moonlight’s energy on her skin, and the wind that used to pass through her, or those ginormous trees, which were there listening to all her cries and groans silently but steadily.

That only calm and numb her for a while, as she is her true self only at that time of the night; Wounded, disheveled and silent.

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