Heading towards a narrow lane

I lost in the dark street of lamps,

I couldn't focus on a single sound just for a sec,

The sounds from the bells of prosperity,

Fighting to get into my ears just like a tale,

Me finding myself heading towards a narrow lane,

I'm trying to look at the green signals coming from several directions,

On my way,

I'm trying to distract myself as much as I can,

Me finding myself heading towards a narrow lane,

After looking at the guards giving the green signals,

I feel they are very much genuine and way better sane,

They're guiding just to those like me,

In fact quite worse and better conditioned people to a right track,

Me finding myself heading towards a narrow lane,

The lane getting too narrow and dark,

That I cannot walk towards the darkness of my age,

But I will try to crawl into it,

Till the breath helps my soul to remain into my flesh,

Because this time my soul wants to get settle and stabilized,

Rather than my body,

Which one day would become stale,

And I'm still heading towards the narrow lane!