A Little Unsafe

By Yash G. Rajeev

Worthwhile

I know sometimes you’ll have it worse
I know sometimes you’ll have to fight
It may seem like your life is cursed
But trust me, you’ll find the light

Life has its worth
Even the Creator can’t destroy
Somethings may be dearth
But every moment has its joy

You’ll walk all day
Or maybe just a mile
But you’ll find a way
That’s finally worthwhile

They say life goes by fast
Make sure your time is well spent
Because once your time is passed
You’ll realize it had no other intent

I know sometimes you’ll have it worse
I know sometimes you’ll have to fight
It may seem like your life is cursed
But trust me, it’ll be all right

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 22, 2019
• ISBN: 9781796029062

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Copyright © 2019 by Yash G. Rajeev.

ISBN:                  Hardcover                            978-1-7960-2908-6

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Rev. date: 04/19/2019

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About the Author

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I think I let slip the last time I bared a normal conversation with him. Every casual phone call used to end up with his criticism. One day I just hung up. Ten days into summer and I had so much going on around me, so much in my head, I hung up. My dad condemned every single thing about me and every single one of my interests. I grabbed that phone and threw it on the ground. I felt like my mind was getting heavier everyday, and honestly I felt like it had reached its capacity. In order to go out and experience new things I had to delete some old memories.

There was my mom, yelling at me for a million reasons that I can’t remember. I had severe feelings of dejection, but I was too immature to understand and identify depression and its symptoms.

Human beings always need something, not necessarily to follow but, to look forward or look up to. An essential element of survival is not always just food and water, but simply hope. This hope had completely abandoned me. I was in a constant search for purpose, and I couldn’t find it anywhere. I couldn’t leave my house and follow the same roads that had led to my friend’s death, I couldn’t stay home and deal with my mom, I needed to go somewhere and find something to do. I felt like some useless weight on earth and my existence wasn’t really necessary. But I had seen what it’s like to leave behind all the people who cared about you when you’re gone. Suicide was never an option.

This was an extensive change in my life and I hadn’t felt anything like this ever before. From casually playing cricket with those old friends to alienating myself to one corner without having the audacity to valor against these complex emotions, for the first time I realized the change in this unbeknownst progression of my existence. I hadn’t witnessed such a drastic transformation before, at least not so abruptly.

What if we just went home that day without stopping at the Chinese food place, or what if the realtor had just been a little nicer, or what if Kabir simply just followed his sleep schedule maybe my