A Sad Routine

You can’t help yourself sometimes
So you take cover of these lines
Not that you want others to read.
You’re too occupied by this overwhelming shit.

A little less and sometimes a bit more,
A new day but you can hardly ignore.
Tears storm with a violent​ roar,
Recollecting everything you had before.
A confident attempt, its bound to fail
This constant fear dragging deeper into this hell.

Seized by this murderous rage.
I confine my feelings to this page.
Give it up to the coming days
A fact where I can’t debate,
This special person is hard to forget.

Ankit Thapa - Nov 15, 2017