It pains,

Pains,

To feel the pain that’s useless,

To be afraid, when you are fearless,

To lash out instantly, when can stay calm,

It pains…

Pains a lot more than anybody can feel….

 

For the times you feel happy inside out are numbered,

For why peace doesn’t happen to be on your side often…?

Why?

It pains….

 

Aware of the beauty of life,

Why the darkness overshadows shine, at times?

Why being able to do a lot in life,

That feeling of ‘belittle’ doesn’t leave my side…

Why?

It pains

To have a lot, still feel hollow,

To feel lonely amid the entire world around,

And

To find the self-entangled,

Entangled in the ‘So-Called Nothing’…

It pains…