She called. "I need a break
at least for a year."
I asked, "why?"
She told, you are
pampered me to the
extend of losing my identity,
I have lost myself in me
there is no me in me
its only you..
too much of your love
became burden and
the Cross
become too heavy to carry
In a way, I don't know
where you end
and
I begin in me..
she left after saying this
and never called..

Is too much love means
caging someone?

I am getting closer
and closer
to being able to cry again.
My soul has been an awful drought to my body.
When I cry
again
it will be a great day.
Perhaps even, the greatest in history.

All my life I've been told
How to act and how to think
What to do and who to be

"Don't use those words"
"Don't stay out late"
"You should have fun!
Just not that way"
"Keep your grades up"
"Keep your laugh down"
"But whoever told you
you should frown?"

I've always been good
I did as I was told
I never misbehaved
But now I'm growing old
My youth is passing by me
And how have I spent it?
Obedient - I'm seeing it
Never the miscreant
But always the misfit

"Don't talk back"
"Don't disagree"
Can't you see
your words are hurting me?
"Honey, I always wanted the best for you"
Then why don't you let my real self
shine on through?

Never had any friends
and you ask me why?
How am I supposed to blend
when you never even let me try?
But that doesn't matter
it's not what I want
What I want is out there
and you keep me locked up
But it all ends now
though you still ask how -
how did this happen?
Why did I change?
Well now I'm here to tell you
I broke out from my cage
All these
Obligations
Frustrations
Condemnations
Aggravations
Your fixations
and my deprivations
They're done now cause can't you see?
From this day on
I'm doing me.