By Dr Divya Susan Thomas
Forcing myself to delete fallen phrases from my memory,
Trying to pick up fallen pleasures,
Trying to forget thoughts that haunt me like a nightmare,
Trying to pick up my broken self-confidence,
I endure each moment with a sword cut through my heart.
Sometimes it seems so futile my existence,
Sometimes a joke for others to laugh at,
Melting away like a candle
Waiting to be moulded back,
Into something stronger that cuts their tongue like a dagger!
My dreams are getting unreachable day after day,
My tears wetting my pillow throughout the night,
With the fear of losing people, I loved
Losing hope is just as filling up a hydrogen balloon
Which could have reached the stars by now!
I seek help, but none lends a helping hand,
I seek knowledge, but it is phobic to my thoughts,
I seek love, but I found none worth loving for,
I heed but find none speaking the truth,
I listened to my inner self, but it started betraying me.
I live a lifeless being,
More dead than alive,
More neglected than accepted,
Trying to escape this rotten land,
And merge with the stars that people wish upon.
But fate throws me like a boomerang,
Some magnetism or gravity pulling me back,
I wonder 'why?’, but there is an answer
Which is overcoming the mountain of fear I lived with
To prove myself worthy of living the life I dreamed of.