I Want Out Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

I want out

Once lifted heavy weights
Unable, I cannot lift eyelids
Sleepy and worn-out I am now,
It is too strange to see me so tired! ! !

Where is me the top of survivors?
Where is me the young man; a boxer?
Where is me, the man who killed the pain?
Where is me who worked hard night and day?

Are they all killed, vanished by the heat of summer?
Have the years in bucket cleaned them by sudden?
"What happened? " is question, what happened?
I wonder finding me at home soon; and tired?