The pulse seems tranquil and still, But they don’t have blood in it filled. Strange, the brain is at bark within. Why this uneasiness seems like an attaching shark? I do sit and endeavour to settle it down, But for they still dance and treat me like a clown. Trying to find out the way to neglect, But it enforces me to again and again reflect. Surprisingly, I’m not as worried as I was about tomorrow, It’s just another performance of sorrow. I don’t hope my assumptions to be right, And fear as vision seems blurry to fight. I’ll try and be upfront, About the dawn that peeps like current.
I like Solitude ….. Together I was wondering how secured I am Together I was wondering how safe I am Together I was wondering how much blessed I am Together I was wondering how much cared I am Together I
Mystery within my seizure: Who are you? Who are you? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? I uttered these words during a seizure. Imagining you puts my mind under pressure. Searching for your identity is like a hunt
Just another fortnight, I walked down the corriders crossing hundred lives at various forks breathing,struggling. wondering,watching In the meantime another promising life passed away to glory someone went berserk snuffing out a hundred more with blazing guns.. Lives limping back