With Bare Hands Only.

Bare Hands Only!

Surrounded with family and friends and yet so lonely,
Trying to fight myself with bare hands only.
It feels like I am drowning in my feelings,
With nothing to support me, not even railings.
With life turning dark as black,
The power of support is all I lack.
I feel like a slave; the one who has no life meaning,
Banging my head on the wall, screaming out loud for some hearing.
Everything seems blue with me choking on my own breathe,
With life goals filled with holes are being the reason for my death.
I am stung by my mind and can’t think further,
All paralyzed waiting for myself to render.
That void of frowning and tears which never closes,
All the energy I have ever gathered,
have fallen on the floor and has been shattered.
I won’t give up, I won’t die,
Because, I know this is all a lie.
Surrounded with family and friends and yet so lonely,
Trying to fight myself with bare hands only!

This is a poem written by me. Thanks for visiting and reading 🙂

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