retribution

i m holding my breathe
and waiting in the queue
shivering in cold
and half sanity of mind
expecting the lessons of life
may be its an aberration
of the tired mind of mine
may be i m waiting for the darkness
which will sweep everything
along with my thoughts and texts
like a bad dream
may be i will wake up to a beautiful morning
with the birds chirping.
am i lost somewhere
between the night and the dawn
or it is the me who you see sleeping
may be the stars have the answers
or time will be my saviour again