I had written this one a long time ago. I had been feeling low and lost. So I had thought of some self motivation, this scribble had come up then. Today too am feeling the same way, and was going through my scribbles for some hope, something to get me along and thus...
Black thunder & roaring waves,
Screamin' silence, listen to them say,
My dark heart cries in estatic neighs,
Brutal torture I'll avert come what may.
Atrocious cries against life,
In all the pain, all that strife,
Cutting myself with a blunt knife.
I keep tryin' to move on,
Redempting myself ever since I was born
Penances in line, like sheafs of corn.
Hoping to find peace some day,
If not I'll just create my own way,
Keeping melancholy and agony at bay,
Because that's my life and I'll have it my way.
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