A story I wrote changed to Poem-An attempt
When he took over my thoughts, I tried to escape. But he is not willing to leave me. I felt like I had enough with the world. Why is he pushing me so much? When I slit my wrist the new painting on the wall created the beautiful art that I could enjoy before I go to sleep.
You’ve had enough sleep , wake up, wake up. The sound near my ear irritated me. Is it the strange light that made me wake up?
Who are you? Where is my family? Why couldn’t I see you? Could you please switch off the light?
You are excited. Just calm down and try to think what you did to come here. A deep voice passed through the light. Like a movie when events passed through me with a shock, I regret what I did.
The voice continued. Now you know where you are and I can see you regret what you did. You were always my dearest child. I gave you precious life and you took it. Your life line is finished here but take a glance at the future if you continue to stay there. The dreams, the loved ones, my smiles I missed everything with my wrong decision.
The stories you heard about heaven and hell is where you came from. Look at the jinnis (genies?) in the bottles. They are the people who didn’t complete the life line. Now your world is inside the bottle.
I wished to go back to my lifeless body. But I become the genie.
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