A great fall, for a rise.
Like I have gambled everything best in me, for a home yet to build.
I chose isolation and renamed freedom as my name, and dressed flaws as my attire.
I only cry in silence and chant hope, to free the caged dream.
Cuddling with thought I pray sleep, which was once a hobby and now a need.
When my eyes reflect pain,
It's hunger the main concern and not heartbreak.
I choose purpose over people.
Beacuse people talk concern but never show.
Mind so numb, that I have left choice for achievement but,
Everyday, I choose to kill the boy in me and be the man.
Insta: call_me_vishal_with_a_v
