DAYS OF LOST TRIALS....

I am trying hard to breathe...
the air is too thin to breathe me out...
I am lost trying to find the perfect air around me...
I am still lost in the trying...
I can't be anywhere I choose to be...
But I am still stuck where I don't wanna be...
They say I should be grateful for where I am..
b.coz there are people who wants to be in my shoes...
I may not fit in this place...
but the place have enough space for me to fit in....
and I am lost in the colossal desert...
running for life and getting wasted in the soil...
with my heart buried in the sand ...
and my face burned in varied expressions which I know not of...
Coz there are countless expression....
to be delivered right across the free prison....