Solace

I was hiding and seeking myself

As the ceremony of life took its gyre

I had nothing to offer thee

No solace, no words, no strength

I seek darkness, this light agonizing

I want to fall, for, rising is monotonous

I lived the life that wasn’t mine

Neither I trusted nor was I trusted

Could feel the sword rusted

Chose I to go back to my mother’s womb

Because I can’t rest alone in tomb.