Sunday, 12 April 2020

The disguised pain

The stress lines on my forehead, 
Hid well with that compact
The dark eyes, from that endless worry, 
Hid well with the concealer
The weight that I carry on my chest, 
Undeciphered, unwanted, unexplained
The myriad thoughts in my mind, 
Random, negative, eclectic
That curvy strained smile,
Someone please unfold, unfurl, the pain behind it all
Rid me of this overthinking, this constant turbulence in my head
I wish to be mended, 
Because something's not right
It pains, pains in so many places, 
That I can't really pin point. 
Find it, Oh please find it, 
Relieve me of all this pain. 
All I want is to be heard 
Unjudged, unblamed, unprejudiced
I wish to love, and be loved in return,
Sans all the worries brewing vehemently in my brain
I wish to go back in time, 
When I was more of myself, and not this forlorn

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