Its easy to say to fight for yourself.
Its easy to say people who gave up their own lives.
Its easy to feel and say we understand your pain.
Its not easy to stand by her side.
Ohh she is filled with pain and internal issue.
Ohh she must be have done something wrong.
Ohh she was wrong with the decision taken by her.
Ohh we could have stand by her side.
What I have done something wrong.
Whatever is happening it meant to be only happening to me. Why?
What a bad place I took a birth!
I don’t have right to stay because I did a sin.
Does reincarnation exists that why it is happening to me.
How about I should end this journey own my own.
But what if I stay alive,
Would I be able to draw.
Would I be able to make friends.
Would I be able to study more.
Would I be able to be an artist.
Would I be able to flee away.
Would I be able to loose all the memories.
Stay still you are just 16….
Wait !!! hold to yourself…..
Turn around go back you can fight it…
Every single day she die for her mother
She knew it would tear her mother apart
For a decade she had suffered that unbearable pain
Everything she hided her tears, her fears, her truth, her pain, her anger
Now her truth is been knew by everyone.
But now what happened
She is scared or she is been getting mean
Her everything is been shown to this world and she did for her and younger onces.
Why does she did this
She is not asking anything from them
Why she had sacrificed her
Man in the house turned to be monster
She became the victim of him.
How could I define a mother.
A person who gave me birth.
A person who feed me since a day I born.
A person who raised me till now.
A person who packed my bags and lunches
A person who listened all abuses of the bad man
A person whom I made a friend
A person who had seen me going all my bad times.
Now your girl is in a playing field
Mother why you are so powerless
Please stand by her side
She had never expected her truth will be going to hold down by you
She is drowning every single moment
She smiling building herself unbreakable
She not a fearless guy she is too much afraid.
“yes I am hell sacred”
You turned and you had lost her
Stand by side of that monster
This is not her home anymore
She had given up on you
Her tears are her strength
Her breakdowns are her anger
She is dying even more don’t worry she will live
She is a creature wearing a skin of something she even don’t known
Confusion had been cleared
She had given up hope and support over her mother.
“yes I am hell sacred”
what should she do???
Hey man what you had to this girl
Oh you want to escalate yourself
Did that dopamine shoot you
Don’t utter a word about it anyone
It’s nothing it’s all happen in life
You made her into a marionette right
See now how this story is changed
Instead of drowning upon herself or giving on life
But it turned around into evil
She made herself cold and hard
She is trying her best to get out from the prison of yours
Believe me you will pay someday
Hey see it is happening, you are ruined now
Veil are taken off she is ready to destroy
You don’t get her then, now she would not get understand you.
She like cartoons
She want to play handball
She is starting her first endometrial tissue shed from her vagina
That is something weird and horrifying for her
She is scared and confused what is happening with her body
She is also turning into a victim of the person who had thirst of eating flesh of new born girl
That how she is Broken from inside
She is quite from outside
The blasts are going in her head all day
How she is living by making herself to dead every other day
Every day seeing that monster is Horrifying her
She wants to cry, shout but her tears rolls down silently, her screams are only heard only by her
every single night when that monster horrify her she is helpless
She is trying to cry alone and be strong that is face mask works
She has understood she is a victim she done nothing wrong that monster is wrong so decided to be more stronger even everyday facing him.
Everybody is there but nobody is with me
My heart is getting empty day by day
My indigenous justice is not letting me to live my life
My soul is crying it had broken now
My patience, my pain, My emotion
All of the sudden is turning into my sketches
The person inside me dying
Inside me everything is dark
And outside I am trying to make the life colorful
Friends in palette are also leaving me
I love them so don’t know what to do
Everything this girl is seeing is dark dark and dark.
Steady and long hours
It is the only alone place in a whole house
I Can find a corner
Anger and helplessness building together
Standing or sitting alone
The flashes of the last night has been seen again
Every other day-night something is going wrong
Again and Again and again
Why I cannot scream, I can’t understand
That is why I am under the shower
To hide my tears of anger and helplessness
It is truth but I am afraid to tell anyone
Shhh…. you cannot tell anyone
It is your secret, Its your secret
So Now I am shutting myself
My initial justice to myself
I am not happy with this indigenous justice to myself…….