Not the colours,Not the flowers
Are my point of interest anymore.
Not the man,Not the mankind
Are my joy anymore.
Neither you,Nor they
Its just me and my silence.
Why are you there,
dont you see i need my space!
How can you ask me to speak
Cant you hear my silent screams!
This phase of life where i have been,
Those bouts of anxiety and the outbreaks of pain,
Where mommy's lap cannot be the heal.
That statured face
is what you see
But do you not see the pain beneath?
That corner of my room is where i travel to where my mind takes me along.
Though i miss the gleam,
but I still want it to be a dream
Hey!This is my space
Where i dont allow you in!
©flawinflow
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