My lungs are shrinking, I can\'t breath,
Waiting for the exhale, I live in the
deep.
I know I can\'t make it, but still I try,
Is joy a myth?
Does it comes with a price?
Loneliness is lethal, it withers
my soul,
It corrodes my heart, I can\'t take it
anymore.
In this cruel cold world filled with
sorrow and distress,
I need someone who will cherish
my existence.
My head feels heavy, the thoughts
keep lurking,
They remind me how alone I am,
It ain\'t worth living.
If I give up one day they
will mourn my death,
There is still time,
My phone doesn\'t ring.
~Milind Gautam