My hands are shaking,
Feet are retreating,
Eyes shut down immediately,
Glances come out continuously.
Breaking of glass,
Feeds my mind with negative thoughts,
Slides the sand.
Rude responses,
Bring my mouth to speak the worst,
Slides the sand.
Count of mistakes,
Makes my soul adverse,
Slides the sand.
Rising strangers,
Encourage me to kill someone,
Slides the sand.
Enchanting holy rhymes,
Make me feel like a demon,
Slides the sand.
Wasting time,
Feels like dropping down silt,
Slides the sand.
A beautiful face,
Just to be fake,
Sticks in my heart,
Slides the sand.
Sprinkling salt,
On my clots,
Makes me roar,
Slides the sand.
Dying for those,
Who were so close,
Makes me regret.
Slides the sand,
Laughing of someone,
Makes me depressed,
Slides the sand,
Walking towards the grave,
Body is hijacked,
Subconscious mind,...