Post #5197

#review#woeisme WOE IS ME. Life seems bewildering like a maze. Some instances feel ravishing and some in the arms of haze.I keep pondering when is this supposed to cease, when will i fade. Can't bear the thoughts of the morrow,They intimidate like a tempestuous wave. Where is the balm of my woe? Was i not fit for destines grace? I wholly yearn to relish life's melody,did i sound too profane ? Before long i came across a stranger in a cerebral lane, His mouth was open ...he was nothing but bones, trying to say something but all i heard were groans. He finally told me he was running from woe never to realise how old he did grow.I scrutinized closely,a likeness did i see ...did not want to give in but ohh it was me.