SHE

When a girl is born,

She brings light into her family.

As she grows up,
She learns to fight her battles.

When she turns into a women,
She is unhindered by the world.

With all that she learned,

She can mend the world.

  

Torment

I've been walking this path, 

for way too long.

My anguish owerpowers my senses,

Making me restless.

After all the abuse,

it's hard for me to go to bed.

Hardly do I fall asleep,

Fearing my demons would get to me.

And when I do, 

I walk into the night,

Trying not to cry ,

As I fight for what's RIGHT!

Ain't no phoenix!

My head's spinning,

and I feel I'm sinking.

With every blink,

all I fell is a prick.

Along the flow ,

I'm floating without a will.

Moving about,

it's getting hard to keep up.

Maybe I'd give in,

and let it all go.

Let it all go,

Let my pain sail.

Tie it up to a boat,

in the middle of nowhere.

Leave it all there,

and walk along a rail.

Inevitable

I thought they were,

trying to mend broken wings,

treating my scars.

But I guess I got it all wrong.

The mended Wings hurt worse,

when they are ripped again.

Wasn't gonna tell no one,

I tried carrying on.

Until they trapped and wound me.

Then I thought,

it would all be fine, 

UNTIL ANOTHER TIME!

Why Quarantine?

One  mistake ,
put billions of lives at stake.

To critical is the state,
millions of lives held by a thread.

With the prospect of underlying danger,
it is rather appreciable,
if people take responsibility.

One's you step into harms way,
there's only a point chance
to rescue you
from being taken away.

Physically and mentally united ,
can we abolish this threat.