Crescent Whirlwind

The darkness is seeping through the heart again Living becomes just another blaming game Expectations crossing the boundaries relentlessly Nightmares keep the track patiently... The world seems to be a huge question mark People around as usual turn their back And I find myself in the same mindset again Going round and round all over in sane The life has stopped searching for the meaning Existence has become the moral binding Fake is the world I want to live in Pseudo are the shadows of people, I believe in Negating is the only thing my mind is doing; Accepting is the thing it should be doing Thoughts run continuously and make it all worst The eyes never stop wiping and emotions just burst As usual, I find no way out People move away and I go nowhere Asking question 'why' is the routine without answer I live again in a paradoxical nightmare