I'm stuck in the throes of time;
I can't stay in the present of mine.
My heart is hurting me ,says why you're here? for what?
Why i live ? for whom?
whom i love, they are throttling me day by day,
make my present blur, darker than shell.
If you think, these cries are for my past; no.. no, my friend!
because my present is cutting me into pieces more than my bitter past.
Everyday I'm fighting to reach to the end.
But this pain is growing gradually like I'm living in hell.
My beloved ones is transferring into devil in front of my eyes,
I'm sitting trying to find who they are.
My surroundings irritate me as I'm unwanted here, but this was the place where i lived with so much love.
I dreams till now that tomorrow will come with a new shower;
But the situation lasts, stopping my times in a sudoku puzzle lika a grabber.
God! I'm praying, please let me out;
Let take me a deep breath, if I'll not found my peace then it will be my fault,i swear.
I don't wanna see my future;
I just want to live my present like everyone does.
I can't stay in the present anymore;
Sitting with a gun to kill myself but i can not.
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