I'm not Finished in this race yet,
I still have long way to go, but I can't.. I'm losing strength..
I'm losing Interest.. I'm losing MYSELF...
I Am Always on Train Of Thoughts,
I was not like this before, I Always Ran Fast.. Fast and Steady..
I feel like I'm now screeching to stop,
I look Forward, Several paths near me, Millions of people, all are Moving fast towards the Goal,
I'm trying, trying to my might..
I slip everytime I Want to Take A Step,
Cool wind sweeps Mist around me, Vision's blocked..
My Road Is Now fading.. I can't see further..
Fresh Tears Roll down cheeks but get Frozen By Snow..
I Sit on my knees, Clench and Shout Out Loud.. It feels Like I'm going Crazy..
I do this Everyday..
I take rest and try again but I'm not moving any further instead going in circles..
My Dreams and Passion, Waiting for me.. are drying..
My old self is Dying..
I wanna survive, I have to Get Energy to Bounce back,
Finish line Out of Reach, I'm Trying to Close the Gap, But still I'm not getting anywhere...
I'm tired..
I want to Overcome it but I'm Tied down..
DU LIEST GERADE
Just Me and MYSELF
PoesieThoughts Hidden Locked, Needed some place to Pour. Brown iris that Hides Lies and Sorrow, Perfect smile that Shadows Worries, So, I Spout them To Myself. Why? No one can be kind to you than You yourself alone.
