A thought of “SELF – IMMOLATION”

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…

What should she do ?

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.

Afraid , Broken but stay strong

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