I cried and cried my heart out,
However much I tried but couldn't shout,
I shut my dreary burning eyes,
Hoping to swallow my cries.
I went out of focus a few days,
When dark clouds blocked my rays,
My throat felt raw and sore,
I was anguished to my core.
I held my talisman too tightly,
That it started rattling and crackling,
Here, I believed in my favoured spot,
And there, popped out a painful clot.
They say I will be scarred for life,
I will carry them as trophies though,
I am willing to embrace the inevitable,
This is how I've learnt to grow.
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