Routine rumblings !!

i m at ease, i m at peace
but, poor have i become having paid the price

no more do I board the wrong bus
no more do i commit the irregular blunders

but still i couldn't cross the vaccum, the space
is it the sadist addiction,or the characteristics of mutated genes

i m not the rays of light
that could cross the darkness in a night

but have become the screams so deep and so silent
enshrouded by the vast vaccuum and not finding the way out.

The lonely traveller, disgruntled just does yell
you silly, stupid just go to hell

But, if you ever set out at all, give me a call
I ll be on my way as well.