Lost Soul Poem by Sreerudra Vinod

Somewhere in the deep dark;
Someone behind is saying to not to look forward.
But as a human body with lost soul,
I couldn't hear it.
The definition maybe weaker but a lot.
Sometimes it's stronger but less.
Seems to be sin you've done.
But not for the rest.
My needles are ticking.
But doesn't show up with proper time to work.
Cause my brain keeps avoiding,
How to look far; alike.
More than a penny could hold.