time has stung me

an emotional outburst
published: (updated: )
by Harshvardhan J. Pandit
emotional poem

time has stung me now
making me take a bow;
i lay sad and angry on my bed
bleeding like a murderer who fled;
i slept not for the fear of the dark
but lay withered like dead tree bark;
my dreams were nightmares
of horror and evil fare;
i know not what to do
i know not what to do
darkness is taking me in tow,
time has stung me now…