

In the shadows of a weary world, A broken heart in pain is swirled. For amidst the triumph, a sadness brewed, Unseen, unheard, emotions subdued.
The walls look at me differently, Silently judging the girl with scars, The broken warrior who can’t keep fighting, Everyone is staring, watching, and waiting,
I never knew that one day, My heart will be crying loud, For that man I trusted with whole my heart, That man who showered