I.magine

Mind and body are the same
The only difference is..
The difference in the name
When I'm sick I feel sick
At heart too
Too sick to be good at heart
Then I sleep and the dreams
Taken its toll leaves me
Bereft of the consciousness
Of being an individual
The lights kills me
The darkness thrills me
And in me it fills me
Then again I fight against
The fate, the obligations
Denying me of the right to idle
By
In the fight against reality
The last man standing