Alivaphobic

The reason to live is now fading,

The zeal to know is very much depleting.
I have lived my life being curious
but now it is running out Furious
can I fight? I know think
I have changed so much with just the blink the aims and goals are long lost
the line between joy and Sorrow is dissolved.
the reason of my sadness is all known,
to fix it, I am very much grown.
happiness is far far away like Sky,
all you are left to do is... cry
fight till the glory and die in the end,
is this what you expect from middle men.
I have lost ‘myself’ I think,
every tick of clock now stings.
I need to find him before
I fell in love with death.
because he was the sole reason,
for the essence of every Breath.