When every bone in your body aches to be relieved through death, When it hurts to breathe, when the thoughts and ideations of self harm cut you deeper than any blade could and the thought of suicide is one of hope not fear, when the burdens you bear are so heavy you feel them weigh every inch of you down, when you wake up with regret that you made it through another night, when you feel like you're drowning in the millions of tears that have parted from your eyes, and yet you march on anyway, you throw away the pills, you put down the blade, you pick up that fork of food and you eat, you don't turn to a bottle or drugs, you dig deep within yourself for the fight you swore you had run out of months ago and you carry on with life, that is the rawest and most admirable strength there is.

For* you I don't write verse.

With you I con-verse.

After the smoke clears
I survey the damage.

Or rather the lack
Thereof.

My eyes have grown.
My mouth narrowed.

I'm all ears; all hands
Unclenched.

I've learned to appreciate
A hug from my father,

Felt just how well
My mother knows my pain

Without a single drop of hint.
Silence. Ah, the silence.

To do what-, when-, however I want.
The freedom of a King Size alone.

My God, the things I gained
In the fire.

love isn't a transaction.

People with highly
Spiritual knowledge
Where called "Baba" or "Sadhu"
In our country
But for easy money
Many are disguising themselves
Behaving like they are
Spiritual leaders and sometimes
They call themselves as God.
Cheating people
Became their Routine
Innocent and ill people think
They can heal them.
They offer money to those so called
Fake "Sadhu's"
Many cases are registered
What we all can do is
Just believe God and ourselves
We can get inspiration and help
But not miracles from a person
For miracles we have to work
Please remember this

Don't measure your self-worth by someone's opinions.

*© Pax