BAD DAYS
BAD DAYS
I am lost ,
Like a bird flying amidst the fog
Without path,
Without direction...
Unable to move forward,
Unable to stay still
I am trapped
In the maze of life.
Like a bird flying amidst the fog
Without path,
Without direction...
Unable to move forward,
Unable to stay still
I am trapped
In the maze of life.
Feels like falling
deep down a hole
and the fall never stops,
Just when u feel like the bottom,
The ground sinks from beneath..
In a world where love is sin,
feelings are failure,
emotions-weekness,
I am on verge of collapse,
tired of my own thoughts,
Unable to comprehend voices of head.
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