Craving for a light,
I looked up,
Forgot every might,
That helped me to stand up,

Usually used to console myself,
But when the thoughts came up to stumble into the depth,
Only could see the gulf,
That now just leads to the death,

When will I be over it that,I used to think!!
As my mind is rounded by sick,
But my Realm is felt to be sink,
Then I saw something coming towards me ripping the darkness making me blink..


© Ankita Mishra