done with my life now, the exhaustion is almost over.
My desires have died, smiles are buried and my mental state all hover
Peace is all what my thirst lies for
Like poor farmer's eyes when rain pours.
There are changes, wild changes.
Just like from mountain peaks to thirsty desert, temperature ranges.
I still wonder where we can find peace? Or is it too royal?
Or maybe I will find it when my emotions and soul, both will be mixed in...