Deep inside my heart was knocking,
as it was struggling with choking.
Life for me was not less than a major hazard,
It was just like passing time in the graveyard.

Billions of words to tell,
but the sphere was more than like a hell.
My hands and legs were tired hard,
And my thoughts were torn apart.

I questioned myself what is this fuck,
my heart responded with a smile that you are stuck.
This whole feeling was truly pathetic,
and the God too was lil bit unsympathetic.

I know that life is full of mystry,
and sarcastic was my history.
But in the darkness of doubts I lost my track,
and my early years are calling me back.


© mysterious Girl