Destiny

Pill pack got fallen,
all the voices leak with the water.
No, here we are again.
Though it was prescribed,
had to break away from the wild pride.
Oh, where was my brain?

All my distrusts I sorted.
It's not worn-out still, but not yet post mortem.
No, what a tranquil reign.
So I thought it was scripted.
The worst one hold the list, the best gets listed.
Oh, that's why I got away.

My home turned to the sand fort,
the landscape out the window is  sandlot.
The cotton wool is where I lay my head,
so I close my eyes to plead.

Prithee,
shift my destiny.
Make them look at me,
like I stare at him -
in the eyes of whom I see my desperate peace.
Give me remedy
to bare this parody
they all call the destiny.

Good old fable.
I got fooled, like wolf in the cradle.
Oh, I'll never smile again.

Wandering stories
killed the snake, but never got holy.
Oh, ungodly price to pay.

Tales made for children.
I was sent to the days I was seven.
Oh, I wish I've never been.

Prithee,
wipe my affected tears.
Acquaint my nemesis.
Let it once be me amenable for this prejudice.
I'd carve a thousand Eves
from my expiring ribs, then
plant the life in trees
to change the destiny.

Too rugged to stay maiden.
I got lost in the midst of the garden of Eden.
The perfect time for greed need
someone who could just assist,
so you stole the light,
dark and lonely in the summer night.
A better person would quietly sat,
but I ran to jump off the cliff to beg.

The drug got dragged, I understate my rates,
and scared away my mates.
On the curves got graded.
No Band-Aids when the chip got grazed.
The loop of rope became my lace.

Prithee,
calm my misery,
my stormimg boundless seas.
I'm sleeping like a lamb untill I wake up in his tears.
I'm falling on my knees.
Don't screw up my teens.
Ain't I too young to demise
my destiny?

How many acts of bravery
must I commit
to change my destiny?

Was it worth all my leases?
Was it cyclone or was it the land breeze?
Was it wild monsoon?
Put my head in the hot stove,
the archer broke his arrows in the first row.
Encouraged person would belaud merits,
but I'm running to the crag to solicit.

Long gone stars have aligned.
Your grunged blunt rose thorns pierce right through my rind.
Am I fit in your deanery?

Waste my soliloquy,
I'm leaving before you take a breathe in.
Oh, what a scenery.

Prithee,
I wasn't breathing since
my anchor kicked its spears.
Is there someone who don't speak about the shores like it's a dream?
I drowned my pirate ships.
My "stupid anything",
my destiny.

Please,
I burst at the seams.
My ponds were the creeks.
He doesn't want me,
he just wants my whole utility.
This room once was living,
the loves true if it's searing.
In the chase of greater senses I lost all the meanings.

Please,
clean my memory.
You test your emery
on my marble skin.
Could you wind back this whole documentary?
Was it vicinity?
Or blurred intimity?
Maybe it was just
my destiny?