As the life took the turn
Events changed for good
Things seems to go well
All well with no hurdle
Months spent like days
And days like hours
The clock on my wall
Ran fast every second seconds
And as the cycle completes
Changes became change
After one things to another
Things came to a halt
From good to bad
Things became worst
Had whatever little left
Watched it getting all lost
Now is the time to see
When things taking a ugly turn
Blackness, irritation, restlessness
Slowly creeping into
Making it a painful fun
Good, bad or ugly
Will have to face all the faces
Even with the choice of running away
I’m forcing myself to make my way
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