I am addicted

i am rejected

by this world.

I never look back

because I never get back

for what I desire.

As I have lost everything,

I have nothing.

But, I want to let you know,

sometimes an enthusiastic-deadly soul could be found in the heap of snow.

may he has desire

to become again like a flyer.

He needs only sympathy.

He needs a therapy

through which his sensation may be out of antipathy.

Yes, I am addicted.

I am rejected.

I want to revive.

Let me survive……