You push me till I break,
Then you ask me what's wrong,
You should know the answer,
Because you're the reason I frown.
Even when I break,
You just stand there watching,
Not ready to console me,
You see me falling.
Down and Down,
I go crashing,
My walls form around me,
You see me thrashing.
Into the dark pit I fall,
Silently asking you for help,
My silent gestures not perceived by you,
You don't understand how I felt.
So you leave me to fall,
I am trapped in this pit,
My hopes of being saved,
Are now extinguished.
~Sharanya
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Poetry" Give me a gem and I'll treasure it. Give me a rock, and I'll still treasure it with all my heart." Highest ranking: #53 in Poetry
