An excruciating pain grips my jaw,
I cannot feel my feet, they are numb...
My other wise comfortable and warm blanket has nothing to offer tonight,
As I twist and turn praying for some sleep,
My weary eyes, tired and swollen, cease to close...
Blinking brings in more pain,
My throat is choking and so is my nose,
Have to use my mouth to breathe...
Till when the torture,
Till when the torment,
Till when will I stand this God?
Where are you God,
You promised you'd carry me when I am too weary...
But all I can see are marks of my swollen feet...
Liberate me of the pain and sufferings,
Free me from this world of mortals,
Cause love doesnt nurture love back
but hatred and hurt surely bring hatred and hurt back, so what if they were intentional or unintentional...
I don't understand this world of revenge,
I don't want to understand how tears go unnoticed... or rather termed as crocodile tears...
I so don't want to be a part of this bad bad word....
I let go...
I quit...
And a wild current of wind carries away the last leaf and makes the tree barren......
Aahhh the cruel winters!!
I cannot feel my feet, they are numb...
My other wise comfortable and warm blanket has nothing to offer tonight,
As I twist and turn praying for some sleep,
My weary eyes, tired and swollen, cease to close...
Blinking brings in more pain,
My throat is choking and so is my nose,
Have to use my mouth to breathe...
Till when the torture,
Till when the torment,
Till when will I stand this God?
Where are you God,
You promised you'd carry me when I am too weary...
But all I can see are marks of my swollen feet...
Liberate me of the pain and sufferings,
Free me from this world of mortals,
Cause love doesnt nurture love back
but hatred and hurt surely bring hatred and hurt back, so what if they were intentional or unintentional...
I don't understand this world of revenge,
I don't want to understand how tears go unnoticed... or rather termed as crocodile tears...
I so don't want to be a part of this bad bad word....
I let go...
I quit...
And a wild current of wind carries away the last leaf and makes the tree barren......
Aahhh the cruel winters!!
Why so Sad ...
ReplyDeleteBikram's
You know it happens sometimes...
DeleteWhen you know you are guilty, and you want a chance to change things, but life doesn't give you that chance...
So sad....
Hope either I get a chance or I stand by what ever comes...
Pray for me..
my prayers always .. and dont they say if you know you are wrong and are willing to do something about it , thats half the battle won.. No harm in accepting you are wrong and saying sorry
Deletewhatever it is I am sure you will overcome it
Bikram's
Yes I will :)
DeleteWas very low when I wrote this...
Much better now :)
Thankies Bikram