I am just fed up,
a coward I am, trying to find
excuses for my failings.
Hypocrite from the core,
pretending to live.
A parasitic existence,
of no use to or for any reason I pretend.
Can't hate myself,
a narcissist that I am.
A muddled murky drain of poisoned lava,
courses its way through my veins.
Dark crimson, dark thoughts,
howl in crevices of my head.
Lurking demons, thirsty of and drinking my blood
share the body with me.
Cursed and hunted and stabbed all over,
and breathing the air,
some better self could have used,
I dance in a frenzy of drunken madness,
in this asylum of world.
Life, O! dear life,
why you mock at me, though I love you ?
1 comment:
O my dear friend....
Look deep inside your soul and heart and ask yourself... What do I want ??
Take the true answer from it
and you shall attain immense satisfaction!!
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