something is tied on my eyes
my vision has dissolved in darkness
n my inner grumbles have deafened me
impairing me to get any cues around
my palms are madly grasping on the air
as if trying to cage it inside the fingers
trying to feel that warmth which they felt before
craving for that feeling of sweat when they rubbed
against hers
but that light is no more there
that feeling has turned cold
calmness turned to bitterness
n the path to eternity not anymore smooth
there are ditches now
n some spikes laid too
my bare feet fears to walk
my naked rough dried skin trembling of cold
n yet there are ages left
i have to go on
to fulfill the promise i made
when i started this journey in "a womb"