Burden کے بول

Softly stirring silence Somewhere something’s hurting deeply In despair, unknown There he lays - a burden to himself A mountain of regret Inside. Softly stirring silence Somehow someone’s suicidal Thoughts of no return There he stands – a burden to himself A tower of regret Inside. So they’re waiting for sign Hoping that their fear subsides Slowly stepping forward so all they do is just let go Softly falling silence Nothing to hold onto quickly try to turn around Silhouettes of life, they reach the ground. Safe and sound.