Poem -

My Inner Pain

The smile on my face is beautifully lit

My happiness were just a lovely myth

I'm trapped in these four walls

I'm so far no one hears when I call

My soul is turning black

There is so many that I emotionally lack

I'm lost in this world

With no one's hand to hold

Someone please help my yearning soul

I'm out here alone in this terrible cold

Why did you do this me

Did you even think about what the outcome of this may be

I'm a struggling teen

All i want is to be emotionally clean

if only you could feel my pain

Why am I telling you this....it's all in vain

Darkness is covering my soul

I have so many stories that are left untold

I hunger for companionship

I wish there was someone I could trust

Until then I'll remain in the dust

Darkness is spreading over my heart

Inside me is awful, it's no work of art

All i want is to forget this humiliating past

I will find you and make you suffer my wrath

I'm not that sweet and kind girl anymore

You've stolen my innocence in which you devoured

I've escaped those four wall with no place to go

But I'm going to hunt you and find you, my pain you shall now undergo

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Ravindra Kumar

Cry of woman's soul who is true and sincere in her love. I invoke a blessing upon her victory.

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