I am dying within
I am crying within
day by day
It's becoming difficult for me to smile.
I am lost in thoughts
all the time
and also worried -
where am I going to land
would I go mad
or would I simply die
or murdered?
A physical death, of course,
as I am already mentally corroded.
It's an invasion of thoughts,
an explosion of thoughts.
They surge ahead to engulf me
and I drown most of the times
I fight back
and resurface.
Every time, each time
a new, decrepit me emerges
different from the older self.
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