Loneliness is screaming aloud,
my heart is ripping inside out,
the bones are cracking open,
darkness is spreading illusion,
That help seems afar,
and time has come at par,
I need that courage to uprise,
one day at a time would suffice,
Sometimes, now at often times,
the only way to survive,
is to churn on my own,
my own wheel of life.
A Little Green Bell 