its burning in my eyes its making my mind numb its bursting my veins its making me travel unsafe lanes its trying on tested tricks its lighting burnt candlesticks its playing with my sanity its making me lose rationality its prying on my dreams its flowing down the bloody streams its poisoning my breath its pulling me closer to death its silencing my thoughts its making me see broken pots its pouring down my cheek its making me so damn weak its forcing me to shout shout my guts out its making my cry its asking me to quit, not to try its making me go crazy its making my vision go hazy its taking me away from me its making me a stranger to me its whisking my life away its making me see dark nights in the day its drowning me in a depressing sea its shutting my ears tight..its freaking killing me!
what is "it" that doing soo much damage to you darling ? anyways its also making you write awesome poetry
that is for you to figure out ..you once said..smthings shall be left unsaid in poetry...so maybe i've just done that .. and thank you
Opps!! My lady why dont you spare some hint or clue to help this poor poet. My intellect serves me lesser these days. i know its difficult but it would be quite helpful if the lady can spare some of her valuable time.
its a chain.. a chain that i myself once tied around my own neck.. now i cant get it out i guess..thats all about it..
chain around neck & strap around a finger are symbolic of the largest inmate group across the world ... there are very few relations which crate more freedom !!
If u knw its a chain and u urself hv tied it ... Then the knowledge of untying and throwing it away is defiantly inside u.. Throw it... Break it ..it will be fun
