Depreciate, Despression, Damn the gates!
Deprived, Devestated, Desolates!
Never asked for you help.
Never got what I wanted out of life,
Isolate, I so late, I for eternity, eternity…
Appreciate, Growth rate, Baby steps,
Exclusion, Experiment, Exhale your brain,
It’s inside you, it’s inside me, It’s everywhere, everywhere…
Ask yourself, are you happy?
Are you free?
Are you where you want to be?
Bite my black tongue,
Taste my bitterness,
My loneliness, loneliness, loneliness…
Tell me what’s so great about this fabricated bliss,
Even the Good book says that this life is just an illusion.
My loneliness is an illusion.
by Wasim Khan