Ice cold, tears frozen, haunted, invisible…
Mystified by the unchanging shape, the inability to flow.
Trapped!
Breathing, in out, exhale inhale…
Senseless, feeling unconscious, dying slowly with every breath.
No Luck!
Touching, scraping, feeling nothing…
Surrounded by numbness; compassion, love, and bliss fading.
No Pain!
Living life, praying, believing, not trusting just there…
Thinking, hoping, loosing faith one second at a time.
Gone!

~ Falak.