Before reading this poem..... Pleeeaasseeee make sure you read it wholeheartedly so that you understand what I'm trying to say.... 💙
You said me not to cry,
You said me to be myself,
You said me to keep my innocence
Safe in my heart,
You said me to be strong,
You said me to stand up for myself,
You said me to always smile,
You said me to inspire and walk further,
But I was wrong.
The world is not I expected it to be
I thought I could mark this world
Not with all of me
But atleast my fingertips,
I thought I could adjust
But I'm left to deal with this world
All on my own
And as I stretch my arms towards you
You disappear
Making me go crazy.
Wherever you are mumma,
Rub my cheeks with your soft hands
And sing me to sleep.
Wherever you are daddy,
Wrap me up in your protective arms
And save me from this evil world
The world
Where the monsters walk
Free all around
On the streets.
Murderers and rapists
Taking away our freedom
Our dignity
Our innocence
And completely destroying them
To ashes
And you said I could fit in
That I could be myself.
What world is this
Where there is no peace,
What world is this
Where are there endless wars,
What world is this
Where your own brothers are traitors,
What world is this
Where people find fun
In others suffering.
There is no ounce of innocence
Left anywhere.
They destroyed it
Snatched it away
From the ones that had it in them
And I'm afraid that one day
They will snatch it from me too.
And my heart burns
At this thought,
My eyes brim with tears
For people who are suffering,
My head hurts
While thinking about this,
My body shivers
For I know
That I have to suffer
In this world
That I call hell,
A evil one that too.
And I know
I know that one day
I will be just like them
I will be one of them
And I wouldn't be able
To do anything about it
Except to dwell,
Dwell and dwell,
Until eventually
I meet death.
-r.f.P.s. I hope that the message I wanted to convey through this poem has reached you all... This poem is about how an innocent teenage girl who dreams about a beautiful world but realises there is no such thing and is forced to live in the cruel world without her parents to guide her... This poem refers to an other thing too... What happens when a person enters the teenage... If you were ever a teenager/still are, you know what it feels like... Especially when you do not have your parents support... And your thoughts mess with you and how you slowly come in contact with the real world... And yup this poem is all about it 😊
P.s.s. Dear girls, plz don't be too innocent. Don't let the world destroy you. 💕
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Epiphany.
Poetry"Why turn depression into suicide when you can turn it into something beautiful like poetry?" . -r.f.