Who will be there to hear your pleas
from the tyranny of people in your own abode?
What do you do when your mouth is shut
and for eternity, you carry this load.
When people whom you considered your own
bruise soul, heart and mind,
How do you reach out for help
when your kin isn't enough kind?
Your scream for help
goes unheard and suppressed,
Your life get's irreversibly damaged
you become inevitably depressed.
This agony goes on for years
continuous and ravaging, with no respite,
The point has come in my life
when my own existence, I despise.
©saadat
S