Massacred from inside, I now lay
With no reasons to be laid
Neither do I have reasons to wake up and move
What drags me? I give a glance behind
No drive that impel me to go
Not even my shadow
I find it nowhere around
In need of a ray of hope
In need of a push up note
I keep on lying
Stiff and benumbed
Nowadays I don’t fear death
Rather I fear the eternity
I fear the days I ought to wait
To build myself back
When how and where did I get lost
In search of myself I am wasted enough
I wish to face the low limit I can hold on to
Should I have pity on me or should I say it’s my vigor
Cause, I don’t realize I have been there ages ago
Its my outrage may be
I love to combat
Combat with myself
Unless I get the best out of me
I seem firm doesn’t necessarily mean I am
In need of a ray of hope
In need of a push up note
I scream towards my inner soul
No luck, yet I don’t find myself singing
Or anyone who could sing for me
A loud song to assure me my hope
