Lying in the darkness
Nothing here to see
The shadow of my lonely self
Just staring back at me
Lying in the silence
Deafening to my ear
The beating of my lonely heart
The only sound I hear
......
Dripping rains of eye clouds,
With accountability and responsibility.
Balancer breaks of inequality,
With status updates masking its tears.
Mirroring the glory of dreaming soul,
Never staycations felt it’s heart.
Others staycations cover up the spot,
Trying hard to make the kith and kin
Imagine her on this spot.
God’s blessings flood me with my needs,
......
My heart like a desert dims dry,
Streams of tears fill my eyes.
For my pains and sufferings still I cry...
What use is endurance but why.
My life is done, my thread is run.
Ages of lachrymose I have lived under the sun .
What future there is to long ahead
When you know that you are already dead?
......
I've got a news
Danger, danger danger
Leave this place
Or
Leave this room
Just leave
Terror is the king
My ruler
And my master
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You want to forget the story of Rome,
of dashing warriors and gladiators gloried across our screens.
You want to forget the prophecies of doom,
of weeping and a Saviour that may come
and pray that this peace remains
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I sit in darkness,
hiding my pain,
in regions of sorrow,
my thoughts remain.
Torrents of tears,
run down my face.
as I search for comfort,
In a warm embrace.
A thousand thought,
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Bags are packed
Vision impaired by tears
Emotions are stacked away from prying ears
The way you feel the heaviness of the heart
Is like sentimental constipation hoping for loves gentle fart
This place is not a home
No warmth or passion exist
Just grated memories
Of a false promise of subtleness
Rooted in the lies and devious nature of it all
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It breaks my heart to see you cry
An empty bottle and a letter to yourself
It breaks my heart to see you cry
To hold you is to be at home
Slowly but surely you are coming back to life
To hold you is to be at home
No-one knows what you mean
As it doesn't mean anything but to me
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Body shaking.
Heart pumping.
Can’t breathe.
Feel like jumping.
Hot tears on the verge of falling.
Can’t break down.
Can’t start bawling.
Tears show weakness.
I’m not weak.
I’m mad as hell.
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My heart like a desert dims dry,
Streams of tears fill my eyes.
For my pains and sufferings still I cry...
What use is endurance but why.
My life is done, my thread is run.
Ages of lachrymose I have lived under the sun .
What future there is to long ahead
When you know that you are already dead?
......