THE LIFE OF THE MENTALLY DISORIENTED

It is a gory life
A life full of mishaps, illusions ,dead ends
These maladies try to turn me into malady

I am lost and gone; sawn and screaming
Love stares me at the face, yet it goes away
I am not true to my dreams, yet i move ahead a little

An asphyxiated arm tries to draw me back to a place i dread
I hate pain but yet pain embraces me in it's entirety
It seems evidently i am epitome of pain itself

Tears slips through my face slowly; my eyes ever glimmering
This is stupidity i say

If life do not make sense to me, then i do not make sense at all
Why! why these thoughts?!
This is madness!

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