Who doesn't want to live in peace
Who doesn't want happiness
If I had all of these
My life wouldn't be a mess.
It's easy to call me a loser
But I have been defeated
By the time and circumstances
By the people and their nonsense.
The mental trauma is not the product of one such bad day
It's the constant effort of all such existing forces
Which are hell bent on denying my existence.
I tried, I rise- with a new spirit
To fight and restore the inner me
But each time I was tossed and hoaxed
Until I broke down into pieces in my Lee.
I thought of absconding from the situation
To avoid facing any such problem
But it chased me every where I hide
To remind me- the fall of tide.
Neither i have that companion
Nor I am open to anyone
I fought with my depressing thoughts all alone
Till I realise I could move on.
Life might have been mercyful to me
But my heart goes out to them
Who being succumbed to enormous pressure
Decided to end the game.
©defacto
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