Perpetual is my voice
Perpetual is my pain
Walk in streets I do, with a perpetual glare
A glare, a plea, a question
A question as to the mind
Its perpetual thoughts and angst
Oscillating between past and future
Perpetually ignoring the present
Walking towards a perpetual death
This is my voice
This is my pain
This is my bane
Perpetual
Outcome of being bed ridden for 3 weeks.