Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2014
My isolated life is
Full of formulated strife
I'm trying to reach a limit
But my mind is paralyzed
I'm drowning in an ocean
And I don't know how dive
Waves of sadness pushing me away
Into nothingness and emptiness

Never been held in anyone's arms
Never been loved so it's hard to move on
Falling asleep everyday
And waking up to see the world die
That's not why I switch on the tele
The only reason I still live
Is because I got lucky
So in a parallel universe
I'm the one behind the story

I'm feeling like a prisoner
With four walls, one ceiling and one floor
Remodeled as a dice.
Ayman Zain
Written by
Ayman Zain  25/M/Dubai
(25/M/Dubai)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems