Distress

A Life so busy yet same like a clone, Counting seconds in a monotonous tone, Everybody is drilling and pressurizing like hell, But my mind is off in its own world alone. Studying thousand word in hope of remembering a few Every sentences seems to be skew, I am missing badly my concentration, But my mind is alerting me of getting screw. I am trying hard but all is in vain, I have 1000 medicines to cure my pain, But the medicines are only flaunting, Keeping my scars fresh and plain. I want to cry hard but my eyes are refusing , I want to scream aloud but my voice is diffusing, I am out of myself, wandering like an orphan, My every second is new and confusing. The confidence has lost his battle with fear, Belief’s throat is off with a tear, Hope is searching for its synonym insane, The sky of happiness is in a doubt of being clear. I don’t need horror movies to get scared, A sight shuttering of eyes is enough for this trick, I don’t need to get pricked to collect tears, My eyebrows just need a slight flick. I am living in a world of harmony yet so distress, Every second brings happiness yet so less, The imbalance is turning on like hell Knowingly I am drowning myself in black magic of distress.