Sun won't give me light,
moon won't lit my night,
trees won't give me shade,
sky won't cease from falling,
this air, which once was a reason,
to keep me alive,
now, seems to strangulate me,
the earth has opened,
and swallowed me alive,
the crowd around seems to suffocate me,
my once beloved friends,
now, seem to be changing like trends,
in world's hustle bustle,
I'm caught in a tussle,
here, i stand in my dark world,
all alone, i say,
"I'm lost in world's rigour,
wishing to put a gun on my temple,
and squeeze the trigger...!"
always exploring Level 8 Commenter 11 months ago
Oh no. I hope this is just poetry. It made me feel sad. Feeling alone is devastating to the inner soul. Your poem is heartfelt. Thank you.