Spinning Spiral

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Going spirals in these twisting coils

They’re turning,swirling,on,on

Restless,unending,seemingly infinite

Turning to shades of every possible and improbable colors

Bright,dim,glittery,low,high are they

Making me anxious,ecstatic,weak,drowning

Deadly,frightening is their pace,I’m scared

Feeling hopeful,lost,weird,wanting

Doubtful if I’ll last till they end

In lightening speed they quicken

My poor self,petrified,drained,devitalized

Horrid traffic,noise in my head,thoughts in my ears

Need to stop,need to continue

Quest

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It’s as if nothing truly exists

As if the concept of truth itself is not true

We search for the truth

We think we’ve found it

We revel,marvel in the bliss it offers

Not so soon,we soon find out

That the bliss was a mist and the fog has disappeared

All you got was….what do you even call it?

From misery to joy and back to despair

The quest,once so attractive though far-fetching

Now it has no charm,not even existence

We’re back to the beginning

Only with a zing of enlightenment

Maybe it existed,or still exists

Give it up

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Give it up

When you see the light is gone

Give it up

When you can’t feel the feel no more

When the meaning is gone

What’s in holding on?

When the purpose is forgotten

What’s in fighting hard?

When the breath is already spent

You don’t water a lifeless plant

Then why watering a dead cause

You don’t live a deceased life

Then why watering a departed hope

Accept it

Though grueling it maybe

Be cynical

If that’s meant to be

In order to thrive

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Is it a stigma?

Is it a rule?

Is it compulsory?

Is it so crucial?

Aren’t we masters of our destiny?

Don’t we own the right?

To rule it as we wish

To ruin it as we please

What’s with all the mockery?

And the ridiculous stupid scorn

The rubbish garbage piles

Of imbeciles, fools and rogues

Patience going loose

Can’t do it, no not more

Slam their face, that’s what I feel

That’d be too easy

Not even necessary

The frustration builds up

Reddening the anger

I control my annoyance

Try clearing my head

Fools will always be fools

Why should I let them get to me?

Need to be strong

To live it up and live

Need to be tough

To make it worth the live

Attempt failed

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I try to fake it

Try to make myself believe

That it’s okay

That it’s fine, and I don’t care

But it hurts

Cuts me deep

Like I’m bleeding inside

I want to run

Somewhere I can expel

Tears build up inside

But they don’t like to roll down

They agree with me

They know I don’t like to look feeble

But I am, aren’t I?

I wish I had something to clutch

To embrace my rumpling self

But again

I look like a masochist

Who would even notice?

Hold my hand

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Hold my hand, tight and firm

Right now,this is the place I feel home

Worries aside,doubts forgotten

Am happy at the present,that’s all matters

The future has no promises

But why bother now?

The day is young and so are we

Wanna make the best of it now

At least for the sake of memory

We may not last forever

And forever is too long

Your reminiscence is embossed

It will always stay

Its the best that ever happened and never may

Selfish I am,I wanna cling on for long

Forget it now

Hold my hand tighter,hold it strong