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I try!
When the Day turns? dark and the light goes off.
I sit on the stool in front of the glass and cover my face as I cough!
I look at my face, with innocence in my eyes!
Slowly and steadily, I remove the mask I inscribe!
Everyday, every moment ,I regret as I disguise!
I scratch ,I scream!
I shout , I lean!
I curse , I cry!
I roll on the floor as I try!
I fold my hands and stretch them apart!
And try to heal the wounds in my heart!
I analyse how I have always tried
but fail,
How I try to broad my horizon, but still ran after my own tail!
I think of every single emotion I hold,
And also about my misery I never told!
I look around and everything in the room seems fine,
Rather than the girl with a glass of wine.
Everytime I take a sip of it, I realise
No one would be there for me other than that courage of mine!
I suck the air and blow it out!
I hold the stool Tight, as I shout out loud!
Every night I try to let out my pain
As I travel down my memory lane!
I promise? myself and take a chance and tried,
Again and again kept the blade aside!
Every night, I hold my own hand,
And hope to enter a magic land!
I again accept my life as a new task,
As I cover my face back with the deceptive mask!
I head to bed and pull on the sheet as I lie,
And wait for the sun to rise high!
I wake up again in the world of lies,
And let myself cry , but try.
I promise myself to cope it all
And climb up again the hope wall!
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Most of the people devote their nights to themselves and live in a world they would prefer not showing others! A world that is truly theirs and makes the most sense to them! This is the time they can shape themselves, it may break them or make them! My poem is based upon that precious moment!