Tear produced a fear
It was just a tear But so strong that I can hardly breathe any air Things in front of my eyes, I've been practicing them since I was a kid But when it's time for the action I have to stay away from it All the dreams are crumbling for the second time in front of my eyes Now I can only see them from a distance and deep inside my heart cries These things have always been the major part of my entire life Now the situation seperating me from them is continuously stabbing me with a knife I wish whenever there will be a complete comeback it'll not be too late That day I'll reply to those who used to underestimate... -Shourya Sugla