My life, full of care and pain
With no time to feel the caress of the rain
My identity, lost and abandoned in fate
With no desire to reclaim that hate.
Of the feeling of being completely lost
Till that darkness creeps in with no frost
In the depth of my anger, helplessness and guilt
That in my failure and defect were they built.
Nothing is and feels as it seems
As if I'm living a bizarre world of dreams
With words which come and go as phantoms
Reeling in my mind without any palpable wisdom.
I set out with no intention of where to go
But clumsily I stumble and fall in sorrow
As I wandered to where the winds of change blow
Towards a destination which myself I do not know.
Lost in memories of these wonderful sights
I have long given up on these inconsequential fights
That my mind and my heart have been messing over
Till I realised I am nowhere part of this favour.