My room, dark and black

My nightmares come back

My past won’t leave me

I need someone to free me.

Alone in my head

I am feeling so low

No one can understand

No one can know.


I know I chose it

I have no right to complain.

But why does it happen?

Why do all my efforts go in vain?

I wanted to be a creator

I wanted to master my creation

But it was just a level too high for me

And has now resulted in becoming my obsession.

I am trying to kindle a bright a light

In my world and around

Also wanting to spread warmth

And happiness throughout.

But I am misconstrued

I don’t know why…

And I know, no one would understand

And no one would even give it a try.

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