Winds and rains.Roars and pains.
Life's in between the narrow lanes.
I don't want to write anything,
Yet here I'm.
I don't want to use hefty words,
Yet there it is.
I want to rend myself,
Not in grief but peace.
I once want to be serious about life,
But seriousness is not lexic.
And I again I guess I'm toxic.