Give me some poison
For I wanna die and get numb for a while.
Numb to the metamorphic pinching shades
Of the emotions of my crimson heart,
That are flickering in grace
Like a moon lit flame of stars blinking
Behind the veil of my dusty being.
I am tired, I am tired, tired tired!
Wearing the luggage
Of oscillating smiles and tears
And the frowns of emotional tales.
This invisible web of unbarred feelings
Bars me, my soul & conscience
In a prison as a prisoner imprisoned.
Am I the only one suffering in surfing
On the waves of emotions’ sea?
Or it’s the tale of every fellow being?
Tell me tell me tell me!
Before I drown in this gloom of mine
And become an emotions’ shrine,
Where crowds will come in chorus
And hail me as a broken muse,
Singing the somber symphony
Of my broken heart.