Writhing in pain,

Of disbelief,

The agony

Replaced the guilty relief

In darkness

A life hovers,

A future

so bleak fate offers.

Mind wanders,

Given up on life

The soul smothers

The hurt of the flesh,

Deeper and deeper

Minutes of solitude

That relief receives

Yet again floods

The heart in misery

The questions that arise,

Need no answer

But an excuse and reason

To unleash,

The pain all over again



Shravanti Krishna S

I am the sort of a person who thinks too much about everything and that reflects on the way I write. You may not hear my voice a lot, but believe me, I'm thinking all of it!

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