What Does the Sky Say?

You, My Darling

If you ever feel,
That there is no air left,
For you to breathe,
That there is no way,
You would make it to the top,
That it was all your fault,
That you ended up being unloved,
That it's all your responsibility,
To save the world already at the
Gates of Hell,
That all bad to your family,
Happens because of you,
That you could be,
But are not:
A good daughter,
A caring sister,
An excellent scholar,
A successful pioneer at what you tried.

Remember,
It was you who was left alone,
Amidst a quite chaos,
To tolerate a manipulative family member,
It was you who was not protected,
From unhealthy expectations,
In your childhood and teenage,
It was you who had to opt for,
Sad happinesses,
Knowingly or unknowingly,
It was you who saw your mother,
Break down with no one by her side,
It was you who,
With feeble steps but strong courage,
Was besides her when no-one else was,
It was you who was told,
"Your birth was a shame,"
While you were (and are),
The pride of the family,
It was you who turned out,
To be the epitome of victory,
Even after all that.

No matter how hard,
Knowingly or unknowingly,
They tried to pull you down,
Made you feel exhausted,
Anxious, burnt out,
Overwhelmed, depressed,
You won every time,
Left with bleeding scars and tears.

Still,
You chose to shine like a star of Beauty,
Beautiful from afar and close,
Firece to touch,
The embodiment of,
Fire, Water, Sky,
Earth, and Air,
You, My Darling,
Are the Paragon they Worship.

-Tapasyaa