Darkness
Somewhere, I lie in between
Life keeping me in the dark and
Me keeping myself in the dark.
I squandered my time and got myself lost in the light of bliss, now I'm lost in the midst of departing agony.
I was told to be silent but my mind isn't quiet yet.
Sometimes mild and sometimes noisy is my mind, like the wind. And my thoughts, like those rustling leaves, blown away far and near.