I can’t Fight Anymore

Ah! Days when I stood, upright.
Stern and severe along,unitedly
Even if cranky ,sad,and tragic.

Now, Left Tarred and feathered
By my owned chaotic and bruised life,
Dead to the world ,that’s all I live.

Spectator, roaming in far off domains ,
I might not let my lips to whisper,
Let everything shut off, for my peace.

Let you speak all your fuss,
For I won’t speak up this time,
I’m not into listening mode anyway

Niggle, for long enough,for you could
Silence I have adopted,as my weapon
Nay!Squabble, into never ending paths

Songs of love, streamed into my veins
Now, I’m Drifting into deep darkness,
Alone, to be left,to die my own death.

~Shaila Mir

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