July 31, 2016 § 2 Comments
A thousand thoughts,
race through my mind…
not one of them can help me,
forgive myself, loosen this bind…
yet, day and night I shall think,
about the lives I’ve left behind.
A million miles ahead of me,
burning sands, no shade in sight…
I’am lost in this inconsequential haze,
broken, devoid of the will to fight…
but, now and then, the cold winds do flow,
hinting, somehow, everything is gonna be alright.
An amalgamation of extremes,
my life is often a comical overkill…
perplexing like that Schrödinger’s cat,
layers of warmth amid the bitterest Arctic chill…
and just when it seems insanely hopeless,
I make my comebacks- me and my indomitable will.