Lost in blackout for years now
I tried to heal it
I really did !
Sometimes with food, sometimes muteness
But All in vain
I straggled all over the places
In search of a true companion
I tried to look in the faces of people
Confused with their phony nature
I lost there and turned back to myself
And vocalized with my heart
What really can heal you ?
Should I punch you ; I told the hardened heart
Lost in silence the heart choose to inhume itself
Inside the deep credit of regrets
It lost the battle of unrequited love once again
Never really got healed
And died in suffocation.