Sucking the energy from my soul,
You make me fall down on
my bruises for more.
I keep giving my heartfelt vibes
For the well being of your core,
While you use my unwell being
To fulfill your sadistic goals.
I say sunrises in the east
But you call me fool for the truth.
When you are so influenced
By the substance that make
your mind abstruse.
Bringing me down may be
your fav pass time,
But this will surely
haunt your nights.
You tried your best to make me
Question my worth,
But this warrior soul may die
but only for rebirth.
It’s like I have no will to involve,
Involve in life,
Involve in the activities around me,
In the conversations that are reel,
With the people that are far from real.
It’s like I have no will to continue,
Continue in the world full of pretense,
Go on with the art of faking in front
and Truth behind the back.
To carry on with the hurtful relations,
That supposedly are an antidote
Then why am I going on,
Is it the womb whose hope was me,
Is it the person that thrives for me,
Is it the sky that keeps me curious beyond than this,
Is it the hopeless hope that believes in magic of powerful will.
I think it is the combination of all this things,
But the most importantly it is the purpose that needs to be fulfilled by me…