Concordia Discors (Discordant Harmony)

My eyes are deserted when confronted with pain,

All I can do is, write my tears.

Makes me scared to see my life in vain,

But all I can do is, write my fears.

Want to create an uproar against this injustice,

All I can do is, write my silence.

Rioter in me, want to break free of my cowardice,

but all I can do is, write my violence.

Deep down laughing at this life's irony,

All I can do is write my despair.

Ensconced in this discordant harmony,

All I can do is, write this wishful prayer.