Damn it.

As the rain pounded,
My thoughts bewildered.
Why is it like this,
What happened to that?

I went into the shower,
Wet myself with some water,
Thinking that I may think better.
But it didn't work,
Just making me more tired.

I heard the birds chirping, the sound of joy.
I heard the music playing, the sound of sadness.
What really lies beneath me,
I guess it's not nice to unleash.

See, I wanted to be a joyous person,
But situation became worse.
I had to do things I hate,
I turned into Satan.

Karma is declining,
And I know a catastrophe for me's coming.
I'm prepared for the worse,
Even if it means dying.

Only will death bring me down that's what I said.
So I think i will not let other things to make me collapse.
I'm not a weakling and I will not want to swear.
So I'm trying hard as I could to make do without those words.

God. Let me know if I'm dying as I would want to thank.
Locate all those who made my life worth living,
And say a word of thanks.