Looking invariably at the gloomy sky,
I feel it’s time to say goodbye.
The chaos in head perturbs me
like the confusion in the sea.

As the darkness overpowers the light,
inside arises a huge fight.
Pain or pleasure, the better, it asks,
each of them seems a task.

Crowded with gloom and despair,
I wonder which is the thorough fare.
Incapable to decide the path to take,
smile or wrath is the difference it’ll make.

The motley emotions are the earnest matter
like the dishes on a platter.
Only the taste will make me realize,
sweet or the sour is the prize.