3

This craving to give In
increasing with every unfitting min'

Fear at earlier years
anger running thru unseen tears

being responsible choking off the air
to breathe In to anything needed dire

Never ever gave In
Don't know the feelin'

No heart in mind
No mind in heart

Vaccume seeping in
In this fuck sake livin'

--

There was a time when it was too easy to talk, now the thought itself is uneasy

Not sure if it means growing out of simplicities, or losing to specificities

Not sure if it means mind focusing on few, or heart shrinking 'in lieu'

--

Tired being good,
Tired being always there..

Hung on, helplessly,
to that conscientious spear..

Years and years rolled over,
Just on one word - Endure!!

So much life gone by
In just usual wear and tear..