But nothing comes to rescue..


When I look around
nothing is there 
 only the urge to write
just to feel light
also the need to breathe
long, shaky breaths
though i just can not
I try to signal my distress
but nothing comes to rescue

when I look around 
nothing is there
only miles of deserted road
flanked by nothing again
only grey polluted air
that claws at the lungs
i try to gasp, call for help
but nothing comes to rescue

When I look around
nothing is there
only the air thickens 
gags the throat 
waters the eye
so does my mind
attack my heart
i try to heal, looking for help
but nothing comes to rescue

When I look around
nothing is there
not this life,not any lives
neither love nor hate
only the shroud of thoughts
darkens the eye
dampens the face
stops the heart 
my soul calls for help
tries to break free
but nothing comes to rescue




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