Feral

The years has passed, still mind is there,
I see a boundary around.
Ever expressed it in Laughter,
Couldn't heal this emerging wound.
Sufferers are there, but not of Love;

They suppress the theme for reputation.
Like A feral get trapped, no path to escape.
Shrieks for their life,
At the end, that shrieking get suppressed.
Accepts the God's will, moves it's way to death