By Soham Bhattacharya
It's hard to define what's left inside. The tears shed off the skin, my sorrows won't lean. I've missed myself for the very first time. I killed a soulless man last night. Don't overwhelm me, I can't even speak. What have I become? It's not more than a brick. My eyes don't lie, The air is poison, you can't breathe it in. Upsides down, ultimate mess to try, Dealing with a constant feeling to find. I don't have the will to tear the scars. Lining in with hell, the nights are too dark. Take one more shot on me, I'd rather be dead. These unseen memories won't get out of the head. I've missed myself for the very first time. I killed a soulless man last night. Don't overwhelm me, I can't even speak. What have I become? It's not more than a brick. I've lost my dignity to you, I'm scared to realize. My days are few, Come, wash me with the pain, I've no backbone to fight! Don't tell, you know me, Don't say, you owe me. This is something you shouldn't believe, That it's over. And it's over!
Soham Bhattacharya, a 24 years old, from India, is an Engineer. He writes lyrics and poetry as a passion towards literature. Being praised by the passion for writing and also for the music, he work sfor one English metal band too, named as ‘Sigil in Abyss’. His other poem ‘ A HELPLESS PSYCHOPATH’ is published in ‘INDIAN PERIODICAL’, an online magazine.
As a career goal, Bhattacharya is looking for a Doctoral Position in the field of Electrical Engineering. He pursued a Masters as well as Bachelors of Technology from Heritage Institute of Technology, Calcutta, India in the field of Electronics and Communication Engineering. His passion for writing came while he started to work as a vocalist in some bands that encouraged him to write some lyrics as well as poetries.