Most of the time, it feels like everything is upto your throat.
Like, your loneliness is an living organism, ready to jump out.
At least you have a companion now.
Why are you lonely?
Who made you this way?
You stood up for your kin.
You stood up for your kind.
They left you, there, standing alone.
Are you tired of standing?
Do you want to sit down maybe.
How can you sit?
Who will stand up for your kin?
Who will stand up for your kind?
You gave them all you had.
You gave them all they have.
Giving is in our hands,
Getting, not in our destiny.
You smile, you laugh.
You try so damn hard.
The world is not an easy place. For souls like you, I really fret.
For, you stand up for your kin.
And you stand up for your kind.
Why, oh then,
Do they leave you behind?
– The One In Pain.
( P.S- Hey guys..I’m not really much of a poet…this is more like a string of feelings. But let’s call it my attempt at poetry. Them poets, my apologies. Thank you for reading.)