the most tragic part of life is the part that you realized that you have not achieved anything great.

It’s not like you didn’t tried,
you just had your thoughts tied.

it’s not like you did not learn,
you just allowed it go down and burn.

it’s not like you did not cry,
your eyes just ran dry.

it’s not like your dumb,
but you just feel like you are numb.



The words are all tangled inside my head,


Confusing thread of thoughts

i can not withstand the pain it brings,


forming like the cries of the dead

a dreadful feeling, oh this must end.


Will it ever bend to my cry?