I was tearing my own feather 
Each day 
The immense pain of my heart 
Was heartbreaking
Making me loose control of my senses 
All I knew was to pour another heaver darkness to forget the misery I was living 
Little did I know there was no way to escape
With every passage of moon
I was baking up my own gloom
Never did I know it would be so serious
The torn feather will eat up my complete wing 
And me a crawling bird 
A curse to drag my own existence 
I was light bubbly all my way
Proving strong every day 
And my strength fading each day 
Had I a blessing hand 
May be I would still fly 
For once I was a ray of hope 
Turned today all in dust.