Need to trust,
Need to move,
I need someone to draw patterns on my hand.
The way they call me ugly,
'You are fat',
What are you doing alive?
I act tough,Crushed and rough,
Does it affect them?
They pull my hair more.
Laughing at my home made lunch,
They speak like devils in their minds.
Pushing me around the corners,
I stumble to every part of glass laid.
Then you might ask,
'Why don't I speak'?
To stop and scream.
I call them names in my head,
Several years before god played a game,
Giving me life he took my voice,
Now even he can't hear my silent cries.
My mother's lap is my home,
But the comfort doesn't last long.
Everyday I have to face them,
See how my life is created by twilight.
The stars don't shine in my life,
Even they curse me alive.
This was not what I asked for,
Something to be happy everyday,
So what I was made for.
Now hear my sobs for once and all,
As I put the razor on my wrist,
Maybe I meet you in the heaven,
If you pass this hell.~~~~~~~~
Hello people!!
I hope you like this one, but please don't do any such thing with yourself. Just think about it if you have spend all this time fighting your problem so why back out now?
Hope changes everything!! Hope for something new everyday! Who knows what is waiting for you next?
Although this chapter is dedicated to
hendorina. On your request, the chapter is up. Hope you like it and thanks for being this awesome to support me.#44 in poetry *what the fughing corn of unicorn?!*
I love you!!
Thanks
-Pratibha❤
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Whisper Melodies[Poetry]
PoetryHighest Ranking:#1 in deeppoetry(5/10/2018) #5 in poetry(4/23/2018) Something my heart has always wanted to answer, Something that everyone connects to, Something in which everyones story lies, Something to connect with emotions too hard...