Alone on the outside. So tired of looking in.

When you're down and feel alone.. what would you do?

Or how about if you're as if you've swallowed yourself in a cold, deep room..?


A room so vague, everything was there to convince
you with an unknown resolute determination
of some sort. You don't even know it's coming..


..And you almost had no other way out

 well it's not my room

I'm referring to........ 

Inquiries.

                             they're in my head....

                             why are they even in my head?

                             and how were they even possible

                             to exist in there.. in that time?

                                          

I swear I wasn't sleeping at that time..
Unbearable, 
I perceived it was something notional

Though, during my sleeps..

I would have let my mind sail

off to an empty space where wonder lies beyond

but Ironically.

                 there came the questions again...

                          unwilling to let inside, they flutter in my sleep

                          causing to clutter all around the

                          messed decisions I tried so hard 

                          pondering about through that night..

                          and even in my dream,
                          I was put upon by these...

which in turn the following morning would

end up me feeling all unhappy and sagged..

 

This sucks..
I don't want this
                         .....Please leave me.




Oh! Hello glowing Sun... a Happy Morning to you...