Nothing..

rooted to where i stand now..
feet dug in... deep into the sands..
the wings i built myself..tired..
flapping vigorously, but no match.

eyes straining..casting a forlorn look
the horizon seems near.. yet so far
hands flailing, fingers clawing my way out..
wont someone pick me up please?

the more i fight,the deeper im sucked in..
thoughts my own, feedin impending doom...
feeble attempts at escape i did try..
Denied, it cast me into abysmal gloom...

feel like giving up,fade into nothingness..
why fight, when i can stop and close my eyes..
fate it seems, is not without its sense of irony..
death too seems to ignore my silent cries.

tears long dried, still seem to wet my eyes..
i speak, people who cared to listen long gone..
i hear, happiness calling out to me from yesterday..
i feel, nothing....