Tuesday, May 08, 2007

I Tried and Cried

I tried and cried and cried and tried
All my notions got falsified,
I don't see anyone on my side,
In whom, shall I confide

Blood is creeping out of my veins
And the hole has become so wide,
Don't try to help me, don't pity me,
Dont sympathize,
I can't chew my own pride

No one tries here to be sane,
Though its a task too mundane,
I will get away from this ocean soon
Lest I'll be carried away by its soaring tide

1 comment:

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