Another gloomy day,
Another lonely night, has passed by/
Stinking M-E-M-O-R-I-E-S in play-
Yet hoping for a better day
Fallen so hard -
C-R-A-C-K-S in my heart,
Insanity in my soul
Wells in me dry -
Tired, and
Eyes blurred -
To see my reasons to try
Desolation everywhere;
Dry land, dry heart -
Dry mind, dry life/
No thirst, no hunger;
No burning desires
In me, any longer./
So, I lay,
In my own creation:
My foolish life,
On its way towards destruction;
With everything -
I never wished for.
Orphaned and divorced
By, its reason and insight;
Wisdom and judgement,
S-C-R-E-A-M-I-N-G
To break free,
From its c-h-a-i-n-s of
Porcastinations and addictions/
My restless life,
S-C-R-E-E-C-H-I-N-G
For its lost causes -
Once it held so dearly.
salma di
peace