Feel like I was on a dream,
I'm exhausted, never reedem.
To be afflicted again
bodily and mentality bend.
I was like a fountain pen,
but now nothing to gain.
Myriad thoughts repelling inside,
I'm alone, yes, life is snide.
Narrowness grasp my vein.
Breathless I'm, again and again.
Cup of coffee still fuming,
My soul sense only soothing.
Like diamond cut diamond...