Lonely Nights

Subtle and scary were those nights,
Life wasn't simple, one must fight.
Sleepless, I keep staring at the ceiling,
The pain I went thought, was not healing.

I see my life going up in flames,
I am no hero, am not Bond James.
Dejected in life, I try to seek light,
Subtle and scary were those nights.

At the stroke of midnight, when every one was sound sleep,
I sit up in bed, trying hard not to weep.
I still wonder, if this is the life I wanted to lead,
For mere money, I lost my entire creed.

Mind has no rest; it’s always deluded with thought,
Where are my friends, no ones near by, who are my friend? I guess I forgot.
I keep wondering, if I can do anything right,
Subtle and scary were those nights.