Some things just can't be described,
Some feelings just can't be defined,
What happens when you lose it all?
Will anyone be around when you fall?
When you feel all lost and empty inside,
There are no answers you can only hide.
Years of hard work with nothing to show
Slowly you feel all your morals go
Staring up at the beautiful sky,
Not really caring if you live or die,
Past demons taunting you want to be numb,
But letting them win would be so dumb.
Not knowing who to count or where to call home,
Nothing left to do but to silently roam.
Sitting alone sorting out the lies,
No one cares to see the tears she cries...
---ASHMITA DASGUPTA

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