Metanoia//poetry

Her Soul Cries

The smell of vulnerability reeked through her chest
Scars engraved all over her heart
The once proud and fearless soul , has now fallen apart
Her loneliness had certainly become her companion
Everyone was at her heels to run their mouth
But how many to hear her scream in pain ? None .
Her pieces were everywhere but invisible to the world
Every silhouette she trusted turned out to be a monster
The dark she was once petrified of, now provides her comfort
Her pillow caressed her tear and treated her burn
The silent vicinity made her realise and welp
There is absolutely no one for her help
All this converted her cheerful heart cold
Her eyes wept all night , so did her soul
When will the suffering end? She had no clue
Will someone ever come to her rescue?
Someone who'd save her from this outgrowing plague
Let her through this path where everything's vague
In the world full of these cunning minds
Her anxiety eating her all from the insides
She got hurt everytime she let someone inside her world
Once hysteric sobs were now turned into a mere whimper
So Now she writes with vision blurred and her mind baffled
About how all she ever wanted was to love and be loved