Lost

Lost

When life shuts its doors
You are locked at its cores

You scream, you bleed
You die, you were a seed

A poisonous plant in the garden of life
The black hole, the wound by that knife

but life waits for no one
Not for one , not for a tonne

When we stand, we stand alone
Only our work and nothing to own

I cry, I scream out into the sky
No one cares, not those who pass by

I shout my doubts loud and clear
Though I scarcely think someone was here

The walls are closing in.
I can't breathe ,the air so thin

I can't bear to think of what is ahead
If I think too much I may even bang my head