Trapped in Trauma

I touched my lowest today,

And lack spirit to rise again.

My tears no more cure my pain.

If allowed to say,

It would have been a fair play.

But stood for hours under rain, Drenched in water with mud stain.

Is this my doomsday ?

Lost passion of life,

Passionate no more for life.

My songs lack rhyme and reason,

Like tunes of past season.

I might never return to throng,

This world no more do I long.