And in the rows of restlessness,
I wander, seeking solace,
Within the turmoil of my inner desires,
my heart weeps, yearning for fulfillment.
Amid the rings of mirrors,
Lost in the world of monotony.
Within these tumultuous storms,
I find myself a bed of comfort.
Embracing the chaos,
of this relentless pursuit.
Yet the trounce I envisioned,
Was nowhere in my sight.