How do I move forward.
I feel stuck glued to a place
There is no movement
And the time has lost its pace
The second, the minutes
The hour and the day
Are now all meaningless
For the age is now in decay
Every steps feel heavy
Every breath is hard
Ever thought, every action
Makes me feel at war
I am tired of it all, but
I have to keep moving
Just over the horizon, may be
The Promised land lies waiting
