Quest

We’re lost on this planet,
No one to help us out,
Sufferings are on the mount,
Agony, mutiny, lapses -
Generations to come -
Generations to go – all tantamount
Progress on the go, but what the use;
Wealth, richness, misery, corruption
Joy, Sooth, Hope & Admire:
I don’t fear the future,
Present is killing me.

Is it ?

i remember everthing
what'd i 've done to avoid these thing ?

i'm in a terrible war with me,
deep down is a silence-that stop's me


this world has remained cruel with me,
i'd ve died without thou:dat sooths me.

obsessed wid cess; curing d mess,
wat ever d task, always had the mask.

somewhere in a core, i feel like scream,
donno, whether it's a real or a dream.

something inside me, pumps my life,
emulets of my emotions, diggin with the knife.

but i can't look, to reveal,
so than i can do the upheal.

dark n dangerous is the site,
my life is no more a kite.

life now, juss like a wartime novelty,
macheania is the only existing faculty.

till now was the past,
now befitting the cast.


is thy knows the plight ?
or this is not the ultimate hight ?