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Hey guys! So this us the first drabble in the series.
The song i used in this piece is Unsteady by X Ambassadors.
I love X ambassadors to no end. Their music moves me.
I first heard this song in a movie called Me Before you. It suited the main lead's character so well, i thought it was written for him. Every time i hear this song, it gives me chills because of raw emotion in the voice snd the words. There has not been a time when i dint tear up during this song.
This song suited Shravan's situation with his parents so much, i cried. I shit you not. I hope you all like it!
Do give it a listen as you read this for better effect!
Link: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=V0lw3qylVfY
UNSTEADY
"Hold, hold on, hold onto me
'Cause I'm a little unsteady
A little unsteady
Hold, hold on, hold onto me
'Cause I'm a little unsteady
A little unsteady"
His world had come crashing down like a bridge in a fire. Like the floor had slipped from beneath his feet. He was sat in a corner of his room by the window. Lifelessly looking out the window. He wasn't the man he had grown to become, tough and taking on the world with flare. He was the boy who saw his parents fight every day. He was the boy who yearned for his mother's touch for years even though he despised what she had done. He was slipping into a darkness, now like never before. Tears of despair and hopelessness traced his face as they slithered down his eyes.
"Mama, come here
Approach, appear
Daddy, I'm alone
'Cause this house don't feel like home
If you love me, don't let go
If you love me, don't let go"
She had left but she had no choice. His saint like father had left her none. And then blindsighted him with lies. He grew up detesting her to the world but every second since then he had felt her loss. He would have given up years of his life to be with her again. To put his head on her lap, to feel her hands in his hair when she ran them across his forehead and scalp. It hurt so much to even think about it now that it gave him gooseflesh as his heart plunged deeper into an impending darkness.
He had grown up loving his father, worshipping him, not showing him that he missed his mother. But now, he didn't have him either. A chuckle escaped his lips as once again he realized, he really was all alone and he had been all this while. Now that his father's truth was out, he had lost all faith.
What did he do to deserve this? All he ever wanted was to be loved. By his parents atleast! Parents are supposed to do that aren't they? Isn't it their job to lobe their children uncomditionally? Was their love not every child's refuge? The house he lived in didn't seem like his anymore. It used to have the comfort his father provided. Now it looked frail like a dollhouse, waiting to be shattered by the force of anything. He was still the q6 year old boy who desperately wanted and dreamt only to be held with love by his parents.
Hold, hold on, hold onto me
'Cause I'm a little unsteady
A little unsteady
Hold, hold on, hold onto me
'Cause I'm a little unsteady
A little unsteady
A loud cry broke through him and tremorous sobs followed as he screamed at the gashes in his soul. The gashes on his body from the broken mirror around him seemed like they were trying to imitate the ones inside but what is physical pain when your soul is left bleeding? When your heart's been cut through by your own blood that gave you life?
Bloodcurling screams left his throat as agony poured out of him like hot metal.
"Mother, I know
That you're tired of being alone
Dad, I know you're trying
To fight when you feel like flying
But if you love me, don't let go
If you love me, don't let go"
She had hugged him but he had not even held her. He had ridiculed her. But she left him. With no justification. Twice. She dint feel the need to let him know. And his father? He had kept him in the dark for so long that he had forgotten what light felt like. He brewed in the darkness, a monster, who could not see the light for what it is. He destroyed his own love too. His father had destroyed three lives but he had destroyed his love's too. His girl, his beautiful best friend, the woman he loved and the woman who loved him back despite all his darkness.
All he wanted to was to hug his mother and weep. He wouldn't mind breathing his last if that was what it took to be in her arms, one last time, with his father that he loved so deeply, right by his side. But he had never been lucky enough to get what he wanted, had he?
"Hold, hold on, hold onto me
'Cause I'm a little unsteady
A little unsteady
Hold, hold on, hold onto me
'Cause I'm a little unsteady
A little unsteady
Hold, hold on, hold onto me
'Cause I'm a little unsteady
A little unsteady"
His strength gave up on him as he slowly began to sob slower and slower as he bled through the cuts that the broken glass from the mirror made. But it was his heart that had the deepest gash that lead his soul to wither. He was slumped against the wall, a lifeless form, still alive, still breathing, but empty with a carcass of a heart where a soul used to reside. It had burned out like a candle and the gashes kept bleeding like wax off the last remnants.
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So?
I know, it's dark. But that song i feel expresses shravan better than anything. There is a lot of negativity on the forum as it is, but f**k it.
I hope you enjoyed this piece, let me know what you think in the comments below!
Kabhi Neem Neem Kabhi Shahad Shahad
