Gloom

Not a dream to feed my soul
as it writhes in agony
wasted morsels lie across
while it haplessly looks for food

Not a smile to touch my lips
Dried it has forgotten the taste of nector..
Countless moments just haunts by
Reminding how beautiful laughter was…

Not a drop of life to quench my thirst
As my eyes well with tears…
Drops falling, water everywhere
Can anyone see me dying thousand deaths ?

I want my sanity, those beliefs I believed in…
I want to sleep as peacefully as child
I wanna dream as carefree as a child
And I want to see them come true….

As my listless lifeless body tries to struggle
Not a song to sing it to sleep
What haveth I done to deserve this Lord,
Wasn’t I Your most precious?