This too shall pass

When all of you wants to, simply breathe

and circumstances don't let you fulfill your need.

The trusted ones seem to be lying through their teeth.

Misled by the one who promised to lead.

Less hands that work than the mouths that feed.

Nobody is willing to hear your plead.

Can't substantiate the existence of your creed.

Do you have a goal in sight?

Do you sleep peacefully at night?

When everything wrong feels right,

let me tell you what it feels like

to have the ground beneath your feet taken away.

To flee when you want to stay.

When the weight of your body feels too much.

When you crumble and fall with just a touch.

The limbs that support you grow weak.

For true love's embrace is all you seek.

When you want to share but can't speak. 

Going through life with selective memories. 

All relations have got you on your knees.

A sharp knife being driven delibrately

into your chest but slowly.

You feel like ripping your heart out

and stabbing it to stop it from being so devout.

Locked in a dark prison of you mind

thinking thoughts that are extremely unkind.

Torturing yourself with scenarios that don't even exist.

Creating situations that get your life in a twist.

It is not possible to simply forget your yesterday.

How could you just listen and not say.

Woven from threads which are about to fray.

For the value received what did you pay.

Typing these words in an empty room I lay.

Looking for answers, you belay.

Is this an ode to the ones who pray?

or simply another essential relay?

Onto the next from yesterday.

When you can't die

because you have to live.

When you can't cry,

for your eyes have no tears left to give.