Sink In Neurotic Manner

An evil word casually dangling A lie for a lie that more and more dashed the expectations When belief and rely are questioned When the wait became so tiring When honesty is faint from the circulations of hope When a release is a lawful way to step What happened to the quietness of stage? What happened to the boisterous voice which echoed in every corner of this head? What had happened? What was it? What are you or am I looking for?? The reflection of an empty soul ... A lost from the sheath of privacy... A quest which ended in absence ... And the absence will be the theme of this story ...