My head is aching or...
Is it my heart.
My heart is speaking the words of my mind
And my mind is acting rational as always.
Trapped is the one, who lives in misery.
Trapped I am, in the hands of destiny
If destiny, really defines the future,
How do I convince it to change its nature.

There are two opposite sides of reality,
Where is the protagonist? Because all that I see is the antagonizing reality.
If God really is the ultimate truth,
Where is the long standing end?
Is it behind those curtains of haunted
Shadows and blinding memories ?
Or, in those old pictures where pain
Hides behind innocent smiles.
Is it the nostalgia or the painful memoirs
Or, the faithful lies ?

I give up,
Giving up are the words of the timely defeated
Or is it the deafening reality that
Haunts the long forgiven.
My head is aching and my heart is crying.
Please hear me before I go towards
the drenched cold...

~NIKITA MANSINGHKA