The End or Eternity?
Rusty skin, the soul so broken
A life lived with tons of guilt and the beliefs so shaken
I wonder why I cared for strangers when my own were scattered
The heart of a dragon, the pride of a lion
But the life of a drunk, an outcast, a promising cracken
Bleeding just to feel alive, cracked to the core yet survived
Where do I go from here? the end or to eternity
A question to self or a question to the society?
© Akhand Singh, 2014 © An Empty Glass, 2014
Akhand Singh 