Days went by,
I am still in turmoil,
Clinging on tightly,
Tightly to the faith.
Hours alternated,
I am yet turbulent,
The past is killing me,
And present is agonising.
Minutes ticked pass,
I am constantly disturbed,
Baffling thoughts pouring in,
And its melancholic.
Seconds move across,
And i am really trapped,
Trapped with my past,
Cant find a future.
Its only takes one solution,
Source of freedom,
Freedom from all this stupidity,
And i'm still searching vainly.
I am still confused,
Truely lost and frail,
Constantly broken and fragile,
Please; Can i get freed?!
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