Nothing in the world corrects itself
Time is a healer but too pricy
It punctures the fabric of life
Leaves you healed but incomplete

Scars do not remind enough
Of the days when the pain was struck
They fall hidden in the chaos of life
Only realizing when someone points out

Banished from your own frame of mind
All your Identities lose their battle
Get deleted from every frame of reference
Till you can be claimed non existent

Like a tiny spot that lies in the mirror
Your reflection will be wiped off clean
And with no connecting dots anywhere near
Everything moves to eternal nothingness

Revival is betrayed by one’s own past
And future is chained in today’s present
Failures, successes, birth, death, relations
All in one single dot and fast fading

Somewhere they will burn your effigy
Rejoice your end
Every trace of you will be
Burned, lost, and finished