SURVIVING LIFE

Breaking into pieces
Charring are the shards
Hurting just the Memories
Forgetting all that is past
The day survives itself
Before the evening falls

Chanting all the noises
I just want to RUN AWAY
Flooding with the chatter
I find no solace
Every season is but DECEMBER
And snow drops from the shiny balls.

Cracked with pain
Truth splits out in open
No spill no gore no blood
Just a silent death
Its but a PRETENTION
Of time
To renew itself & be BORN AGAIN

Faith floats over the TAR
Black in the faithless night
The shadow says goodbye
The spirit has no place
To come home to
The search goes on

Whenever I fight
There is no DELIGHT
All seems just the same
Of it I gain – JUST PAIN
Everytime I breathe
I wish to seeth
The fire inside
The anxiety that hide(s)
The broken trust

I WANT TO BE FREE
Free of filth
Free of guilt
Free of fire
And burn anxiety in pyre.

Don’t wanna run now
Gotta see myself somehow
TURN AROUND
LET ME SEE ME
I WANT TO FIGHT
I Want to SEARCH DELIGHT
Nothing is gonna be the same
PAIN DOES NOT SEEM SANE

No fire No rush
Just the mellow hush
Of who I want to be
BABY STEPS
They will
Make the day live for me.