Shriveling with every breathe.
Shivering with every step.
Ramifications unfold my prophecies.
Its hard now to feel the self palpitating.
It grieves me to see,
the life shrinking in them.
It hurts i say so,
but all falls on deaf ears;
and parched heart which i was trying to resuscitate.
Couldn't they feel me holding?
Couldn't they see me struggling for them?
Couldn't they see i was drinking their pain?
Couldn't they see my claret burning?
I abandoned my trust on them.
I am silenced through and through.
And now they say i am unfair.
They will blame me,
but can't they see
that they sabotaged themselves!