Thousands of thougts rushing in my mind;
This insanity is turning me blind.
Feelings flooding in my body, hitting the walls
of my abdomen are making me feel sick;
It feels no less than my body being tortured
by devil’s walking stick.
Like sea waves gushing and hitting the shores;
The thought of letting one go to keep the one
makes me roar.
Feeling of being loved is Beautiful;
But being loved at the cost of losing others is