Nothing seems to be working at all
Notching sorrows , for a greater deal of time,
Loosing "me" in every second ,
Whatever might have happened to my being,
I pray it take me fast away or relief me of my pain.

Sorrow!, have you become my companion?
Why letting this memory taunts me high,
Breaking and shattering in pieces,
Dispersing in different parts, not understanding my being anymore.

For so ever my faults be,
I won't ask for pardon, hunt me till death,
For am sick and tired of my being.
And whenever death comes, makes it quick on me,
And don't be silent about it,
Let the world know the monster that I AM