I own My sorrows
I own My sorrows I own My sorrows Guilt which I have for allowing myself to indulge in something which I actually wanted to. But I always thought that I could never get this When I got this I constantly remind me that it's a dream to live in but don't dwell in it and now when I woke up the marks of dream are hurting me I want to work but my body is dead I want to smile but my muscles are not responding I want to talk but my words can't express the sorrow of the situation and the anotomy of the world I have the pain of letting the only shoulder which support me in thicks and thins and my mind constantly blaming me for this departure but my heart My heart is turned black it doesn't know where to beat when to stop My ego, alas! my ego is still there burning in fire of hell ..pushing me to stand and talk pushing me to beat their backs forcing me to slap their souls . My ego she is alive , she is hurt she only she wants me back