Survival

Every word i am trying to put..
Is getting vanish..
My thoughts are skipping a bit..
And i am losing a grip..
Hands are leaving
Leaving me to suffer
The pain that kills
I don't know where i am going
With these improper words
Which are hard to put
To create a thought
It's not a movie
That i wait for interval
Life is a ride
With up's and down's
Till i reach the death
Many will come to kill my being
But survival is must
Because the play is to win..