Thursday, September 29, 2011

Claustrophobic

In what turns around, this end is all lost
I walked by her today but the silence followed
Sitting still on a pulse-less day, a heartless time
Long and dragged the rhythm i sang, but too dull


I sat by her, to make it count
To make today be an uphill mount 
In the foolishness of self ignorance and dim-wit
I stabbed the hope and the new born friendship


In what turns around, the world seems shaky
I waited for a call, the fate-changing moment
Despair and gloom is all that stood, silent like me
Dumbness and numbness, I cant differentiate


Lost by myself , I fall free
Caring about a world, that doesn't believe in me
Most of all these lights pinch, tether and slice me within
More of me I loose everyday, this world ain't for me and I ain't its slave


In what turns around, no luck came my way
I walk, I stare and I think all day
In what turns around, it isn't the me at all
I am lost and suffocated to the core.