Falling Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Is life really worth living?
Living or existing...
Living has long been a crime
And thoughts here are censored
What's now left to live for?
Help me please..
Nn, , , no.. Nay, Nah.. Go away! !
Leave me alone for your God's sake
Gone is the time,
When I used to picture everything deeply
The people around me kept on mocking
They buzzed blankly and valued zilch…
But now has reached the time to combat
I prefer silence over stupid explanations
I can't describe what I intently feel
Yeah, seriously I can't... I simply can't…
I'm falling, falling, and falling
In falling, I'm feeling an unsaid ecstasy
None can catch me now
None.. Yeah, no one!
Your poetry has lost that pure touch
I'm eventually lost somewhere into no man's land.