Farewell

I'm mundane, i'm an object;
I am what i am.

Centuires pass by , winds blow away
I reamain the very "thing" i always was.

I'm subdued by them,i'm exploited
Love and Hatred are now the same thing.

I light up the fire of the deep emotion,
to burn each hidden passion.

I'm sick and tired of aspirations,
all i want is eternal rest.

My senses are numb,
feelings are none

Emotions stop boggling in my mind
I'm leaving.....

Goodbye...