I Am Fine

She asks me how I am,

What is it that is troubling me

The thoughts that plague my eyes

The worries that mar my smile

But how do I speak

About the darkness

Engulfing me, when

My lips have laid a siege, and

My thoughts are held captive

They try though,

My thoughts, they are swirling,

Preparing for a coup

To shakedown the walls

But my lips, they remain shut,

Being stronger than their calls.

Many a thoughts have tried

But my lips have stood guard

Many a thoughts have died, and

My mouth has become a graveyard

And I have tried

To overthrow this siege

But in the process only

'I am fine' has survived