I am keeping myself alive,
feeling, emotions are trying to hunt me down.
Things i have ever loved feel like a empty bowl.
my emotion, feeling are all still,
trying to make a move but it becomes like coldest cube.
every edge and corners are same, where to move,
no where no range.
I raise myself in these darkest hours,
burned myself to get out of coldest devour.
Filled my hunger with the dreams i desire.
Keeping the self alive is the strongest fear,
Dead or alive no means no where.
Cant reach anywhere my legs are whacked and drilled bad.
still things are left, waiting and watching myself dying.
“I am pleading i don’t want to die”