The heaviness of this pain,
Crushing every part of me,
Tried to erase but in vain,
The root is in too deep,
It started to make me creep.
It was always a part of me,
Like an emotional *****
It can't be seen,
Can't be touched,
Nor can it be heard.
However these eyes-
Can be silly at times.
It doesn't know
How to grow,
The habits of hiding,
Like the mouth and its smiling
It sheds river,
And my dearest pillow-
Holds it altogether.
Don't know how many nights,
Have gone past like this,
In this little life of mine.