Trying to check the depth of my soul
I came to know there’s a deep hole
A huge void perhaps too deep to fix
Like a fervent bubble, ruthlessly pricked
Gripped by this sudden ruthlessness & gloom
The flowers of my heart’s garden just don’t bloom
Even though it’s sprinkled with water of love & care
The trust doesn't seem to fit again in the wrath & scare
Lived a beautiful lie that soothed my heart
Now the ugliness of it has just torn me apart
This creepy hollowness is quite killing inside
And is yearning to wake me up and bring respite!
This spirit of mine seems sleeping somewhere cold
My eyes no more open the doors to my dying soul
This numbness has gripped me deep down to the core
Leaving me in a partial slumber of deadness galore.
