Here I'm again...
Standing on the cliff numb and cold
No one to call and no hands to hold
Neither you can ask nor I'm that bold.
All these weeps and all those sorrows
Blooming on the land as there's no tomorrow.
All my veins turned dark
It all happened with just small spark.
Every silence and every answer
Should have been heard
If you have just stayed and observed.
Everything here is pitch black
Standing infront of the mirror with my soul cracked.
All those unturned pages and all these aches
Are getting heavier now, which my heart can't take.
Every night shall pass but why this one is taking so long
Here I'm gazing the stars and wondering where did I go wrong!
