Infinite Look of Darkness (a short poem)
It's boisterous
However, I kept my eyes shut
The briskness of the night numb me
Pondering my second thoughts throughout everyday life
It's a hefty inclination
The pressing factor has developed throughout the long term
Gradually darkening the light the entire life
Many long periods of battle and torment
The disarray suffocates the expectation from me
The excursion is dull
The expectation is gradually depleting off me
The absence of expectation is executing my fantasies
I anxious to return to my previous lifestyle
Getaway this ceaseless excursion of obscurity
Feel the daily routine I once experienced