25 years of life have been spent I don't know how and where it went All I can see Is the life which is never kind to me Every night I soak the pillow with tears And make sure nobody hears I don't know why this wound feels That it's never gonna heal Whenever I try to be at peace I don't understand what's that which lacks ease I wanna set myself free but every step I take turns into a new mystery At times I turn and turn around Searching for the self I have been buried alive in the ground What is that which we gain? Except for the brutal pain You say only the past is past But every time I make a present it never lasts It just turns into a new past And I'm just afraid of that everything which is gonna never lasts Years and years have been spent I don't know how and where it went ( everything turns into past and that too very fast) ©shivani singh #sta#painndAlone #Past
