Do you know?
Do you know how it feels to have needles constantly pricking your skin?
To have the floor slip away from under your feet?
To have the constant feeling of falling down?
Down and down, deep into the pit?
To have your breath stuck in your throat?
To not have your silent screams heard?
To have your wrists and feet chained?
Restraining. Suffocating. Limiting. Pain inducing.
To have a smile creep on your lips,
When all you want to do is cry and scream?
To see your world crumbling around,
But trying to remove your loved ones' worried frown?
Do you know how it feels?
Do you know how it feels to know that saying 'I'M FINE',
Is the world's one known biggest crime?
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The unuttered rhapsody
PuisiWords are the lair for thoughts and feelings That are stored in deep dwellings. They give us hope to stay alive, Through the hardship, we will survive. In time, words are the ones which travel afar, With the power to shake hearts with mighty vig...
