On Edge

I woke up this morning 
Enveloped by overwhelming feeling 

Of being  left  behind 
In a jungle of calamities

Which my father land has become 
Dehydrated of every positive mood 

Which gives way to the gnawing feelings 
Of emptiness of unquantifiable loss

This nightmare refuses to go away
Rather it continues to concretize 

The feelings of disillusionment 
As strange happenings keep assaulting our sensibilities 

Truth stands on its head
And sets no one free

Rather it pushes us down the road of
Perpetual loss of whatever makes us human

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