I am losing it…. really,
If you people thought
That I am not ,
But merely pretending,
You are mistaken;
The veins are calling out loud,
The bosom can’t house anymore
The ignominy of neglect,
Enough speaks for enough
Not sure what is enough in actuality,
There’s one long stare,
One long wait for a reply,
One repulsive rejection,
And the spine never straightens again,
However much the running is
From pillar to post,
The destiny denies help,
Reducing the sighs to
I, Me and Myself .