My Weak Moment

My Weak Moment

My weak moment is..
that moment of reality..
When the order becomes random,
when the people i count on,
become strangers..
when my thoughts become clearer,
crystal and plain..
when my pain is deep,
narrowing my veins..
when my heart wants to skip beats,
and when my mind acts insane..

its my natural tendency,
to scream and cry,
its my soul begging for mercy..
its my mouth, that dries again..
its the mirror telling me,
all that i believed was a lie,
all that i have known was hoax,
all that i have wanted was a game,
all that i have cherished was a name!

its my moment of helplessness,
its my weak moment,
its started again!!

Tanzila