Winds of dust
Gust of unfaithful lust
Darkness all around
Only nothingness can be found.The more I run
The more deep I get caught
The more I shield away
The more I am fought.What am I running from,
When there is nothing all around?
I do not know
Fear I do not show
Because deep inside I am bending low
But from outside I tell myself to go,
I find my breath
Against the cold wind
My muscles strain
Though I am not pushing anything.I guess this darkness is consuming me,
I think this nothingness is getting on me,
But then I see faces
Blurred but friendly
I move along with them
But they just ignore me
Who are they?
Mirages everywhere is what I see.I feel my life dying out
I feel I am losing out
But then suddenly I remember
Was I ever alive?Am I stuck in fakeness
OR
Am
I
In the middle of nothingness?Ishita Singh
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