Once in a while I had this feel,
Living through ages that don't seem to heal.
Facing betrayals time by time,
Made my life just a FINE line.

Every passing minutes were harder than it seems,
It always made me look like I'm drowning in the screams.
Neither I could run nor I could hide,
The feeling of QUIT glided by my side.

Wandering in dark I stopped across a lake,
Thinking who I was and who I became.
I cried out loud hoping someone would help,
Neither did they heard nor did they felt.

Accepting my presence was nothing but just a mistake,
Finally I gave up on all the escapes.
Beside the lake I sat down still,
Giving up on the desires...