The story you have not told.

I was sad in my sleep.

Funny huh?

If only my mind isn't challenged with questions and worries. That is why recently i've been hinting on someone to tell me the stories i have not been told. Only then perhaps things will be better. Trying so hard to do make it so. But then the only solution came in my dreams. An end to everything. It ends with a stab to the heart and yet i was still pretending. Even in my sleep. And it hurts more than i think it would in reality. Perhaps this whole life belongs on stage- play with emotions and people will be entertained.

So now....tell me the story you have not told. Because, i would like it to be this way, even if it ends with a stab wound.