In chaos of world, there a race called life;
Where souls with circumstances form strife.
And in this run, thoughts are ignored
Forgot to think more, brain closed it's door.

In midst of bedlam, somewhere I felt alone
Legs got tired from running, lost self cicerone.
Time freezed, no knowledge of day and night;
The pain was so superior, I remain doing sigh.

Pain was so deep, sunlight can't...