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A heavy heart sinking…

Just feeling lost again

Wanting to run away,

Too much of madness around me,

Things really flying past my small obnoxious mind and heart,

Talking about mind and heart,

They were supposed to be in synergy,

Synergy with everything around,

But in raw form the mind has become heavy and sunk to plumetless  depths,

Is it under my control to always be happy?

Happiness is what I always crave for,

But then why do I loose it under my own warmth hands,

But without sadness will I be able to feel what happiness really means?

Fortunate or unfortunate is that I always see a ray of hoping light at the end of tunnel.

Has my hope left me?

Left me in dire straights,

Undressed and naked to find my own clothing,

I scramble and rattle upon to find the bits and pieces,

I try to find a way out ,try to argue with own self, try to fight my own consciousness,

Try not to desert the hope in mid way,

But y is there indifference from the other end,

Am I left alone to fight it with my own wit?

Am I the last warrior standing to wage the war against my cruel enemies?

Is it best to dodge them or hit them back black and blue,

to ultimately win over him.

Is winning really that important to me?

I wonder…

Or lay low and escape into the bushes of the wilderness and loose myself to the ultimate freedom

Where it is all white, peaceful, happy, and blissful

I walk along the long snaky trail alone to unravel the misteries,

Unlock the treasured box,

Curious to know what it is at the next turn

And move on..

Moving it is I shall do at any cost and nobody can steal that away from me.

Moving,

Step by step….