I love myself because I loved my life..
But how does it feel to be standing at the edge of dubiety..
hard to comply because I share my fate with a firefly..
Little lights on their forehead..
they carry pain and sorrow,with happiness..
hard to face death,when you know it has become obvious..
do they really care ?
do they see darkness,despite carrying light ?
hard to live,when you know your own plight..
they do carry hope for a child..
sees the blinking lights,right behind the lid of their eyes..
They want to wake up,just like the night left them in dreams..
time is running,sand watch comes to scene..
I want to live till the closing curtain falls..
well engulfed in fantasies,I'm afraid to come out..
I shed tears,even when the eyes become numb
I used to adore life,for being a chum..

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