Messed up

These days I ve been falling Show me world Such untying love Destined to be abandoned A boy craving for her mums hug, crying and calling her name. His secret whispers were only audible to pillow which he tightly enclose in his arms., -Door knocks " A women keep trembling and falling entering from the door. He came out of his room. He was near her, Her smell was identifying that she is drunk. He was feeling that the smell is making his heart pungent. Dry. Barren. His mother the only blood relation keep betraying him. His mother was a intoxicated women. Addicted to drugs, a s*x worker. A bar hostess. Keeping her desires uplifting and breaking the smallest dreams in his only sons eyes "" flashback""" Eyes were desperate, waiting for someone. He was holding his dad hands tightly like a little bird holding her child as someone is going to attack. His eyes were watery. They were the representation of the flood inside his body. Young Anzala was holding his dad hand which was softly slippering from his hand, Eyes wide open he saw his father going. His heart was empty. Eyes colour's always get change when he was sad. His world was devastated.