Hands are tied,

Mouth is choked,

Drenched in lowness,

Time is losing its pace….

Silencencing the unwelcoming thoughts,

The energy is falling short,

Wanting to cry,

The heart is still lying….

Not anymore please,

I m tired,

Not of the chores of any kind,

But of trying,

&

Still not getting appreciated.

Happens,

Happens often…