NOT SPECIAL

In a mirage of sleepless dreams
Along darkness and still beams
In madness of life, of soliciting stroll
Crushed, thrashed, pushed inside the wall
Every path in this endless journey
Locked, slammed, burnt wretchedly.

As I ran along in ghostly travails
In a flash, without any mushy denials
Like lightning strikes in loud thunder
“You aren’t special, were never a wonder.”