#deferreddream

busy city, busy people

I saw myself wandering in the busy bush.

to which road is my way to end

I hear gigglings, i hear murmurs

Did I lose my voice or am I turning daze.

uninvited feelings, unsupportive boons

Is it just mine, or am I unnerve?

my plans resented by my own thought

I used to cry, but they're dried up now

mended core is not the case.

I feel suffocated of the sore behind my beam,

I see them drying up slowly like my tears

I shouldn't think much, that's what I thought

but the dreams i dreamt, might betray if not.

It's just the body that's mine

My mind and soul, doesn't belong to me

the tormented lies, i've been fed

the decided end, i was told to abide by

left me numb, nothing left to mumble

who am I living for, if not for me?

I see the ends not in favor

I heard my heart screams in agony