Monday 25 November 2013

Wandering Mind

It seems as if life has come to a halt
a state which cannot be explained
I feel doubtful, trapped and confused
of where I want to be.

Sometimes it wants to fly, sing and voice out
but at times it hesitates.
Hesitates of what?
I want to know the reason
for which I cry, I bleed.

Is it worth it? 
Am I worth it?
Dreams are many but something stops me,
refrains me of aspiring high
Am I not capable? 
Am I not brave?

Sometimes I feel drifting away,
far away from  myself
Sometimes I wear a mask
A mask that protects me from them
Them for whom I live
Them for whom I breathe

I wonder if this life !
Would anyone survive here?
Life seems like a mirage
Imaginary, Illusionary
that calls from far

I surrender my soul
to those unknown
Not knowing how will it be
With an essence of hope

I want to see. 

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