By Rishika Jalali:
Harder as it gets, the survival seems complicated
My breath holds me inside, the pain seems diluted
The numbness has over powered the sensation,
The sensation which was my expressive interpretation
The anger, the misery breaks me up inside
Takes me by my nerve and forces me to abide
I feel myself as a prisoner of a constant conflict,
The one that wrecks the soul and makes it difficult to inflict
I once thought life would be the way you are
But realization occurs at the eleventh hour
You can guide your lines to be on a path
To realize the reality and end up in a wrath
Not everything ends up in miraculous conditions
Sometimes life does not give you the desired situation.
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