Bimbilical timeline shows its fortitude silence,
Poised as a chivalrous man, it blinds it's virtue of violence.
Whereabouts of the hooked person growls in anger,
Present me, gets disturb to feel the evil hanger.
Reels of unwoven cloth crawl to sieze the freedom,
No matter whatever it takes I stood in the blowing random.
It appears on broken occasions,
Taunts me for the helpless passions.
Guilt of flunked attitude races with my sleeping demon,
Hassling me, it wins the lifeless body over omen.
Bruises and cuts were rituals of honour,
Betraying faith with wickedness descended me to a corner.
My body was now a bait to my bitter past,
Cursed personality used me till I can last.
Burning eyes broke it's endurance, cried inside to this feeding parasite,
Eventually I lost to myself to bite.
I felt free, light as my dead body hangs over the ceiling as a mourning sight.