Her eyes a beautiful shade of brown
hid her fragile emotions deep within a frown.
Those plump lips that always remained silent ,hardly curled into a smile because of the past that harmed her inner child.

Once an innocent girl who
loved too easily,
trusted too easily,
cried too easily,
had now grown up into a woman who refused to break down her walls too easily..
Left alone to handle her past tremors,when all she needed was support at the most,
morphed herself into an ironlady who denies any help even when she needs it the most.
Maybe someday there will be someone worthy enough to enter her personal hell,
to reveal a child locked in her own walls....
Maybe the ironlady will break down her barriers someday,
not because of hate or defeat,
rather out of love and faith,
that finally dragged her out of this mess.