Let the suppressed emotions burst out my dear,

It is fine, if you are intimidated,

Nobody here is wholly reputed,

Even your life is somehow regulated…

          “I am fed up with my life.” he replied ultimately,

    Not everything is real and trustworthy here,

    Not have got any remarkable moments and stuff to cheer,

    there is only despair and despair..

I scarcely recognise these people now,

Those idolatry and affection which i used to believe is just a fairytale now,

All those dreams are in the stage of drowning now,

Only despair and despair remained now…

I am not tryna spread out unpleasantries and disgust here,

Just inner insecurities and overthinking is killing me here,

Believe that, someone out there has the same story to share,

There might only despair and despair to hear.

I’m begrimed with these stupid thought,

But, there is literally no one to make a single call,

I frequently think, it is better to creep towards drugs,

There is only despair and despair to share….

Roads of love were convoluted to perceive,

Despite, i somehow managed long to drive,

But not for long enough of what i had desired,

Impending days were going to be melancholic and wretched,

There was a never ending crave of despair and despair…