The day begins as the sun goes down
And a thought begets another one dies
My staggering mind tries to hold on to last lamp post
What is the mystery of this life?
What begins and what ends?
Who are the people all around?
Are we all but a shadow of each other?
I look for the meaning in my smoke
I lose my meaning in my smoke.
These are the days I wish I never spoke
These are the days I wish I never heard
Just want to see the chaos around
And try to hold on to that last lamp post.
But the vision is going blur,
The thoughts are dying within
When did I start living and when did I die?
A lot happens during the day
I try to sleep my way out of it
These closed doors keep me alive
As the night falls my life begins.
The dark overhead sky. The twinkling stars.
The dead silence and no words spoken
No false voices of concern and no masks to decode
Forgive me for not standing up
I have lost my will to do so
To talk To listen to anyone
Let these words written be the talk we never had
I have lived a thousand lives and died a thousand deaths
And the night has just begun
So many people around scare me
So many people around who say they care
What is it that they care about
Who is it that they care about ..
I have been dead for a long time
It’s just the body that moves on
Leave me now & I’ll be in peace
Leave me now & I’ll achieve bliss
No celebration. No mourning for me.
If you wish, just wish me calm
The gentle breeze speak to me
The wavering trees talk to me
They can say so much without speaking a word
Then why do I have to speak?
I sit here under the lamp post
Hanging on to it for dear life
Then why is it that I feel like letting it go
And falling into the peaceful abyss
It is people around who are holding me
It is people around who are making it tough to breath
Lest we forget I am but a lost soul
Walking through these masked faces…
All I want is to be heard
Not appreciated. Not looked down up,
Just to be read
That’s it… I am done for good!
