The inner child, it weeps in the darkness
Comes face to face
With the deepest desires of the heart
Meets the unfathomable self
But there鈥檚 solace in this too鈥�
A feeling of bliss
Being in solitude, was never so beautiful
Never so painful
They say time is the healer
But as the night grows darker
The wounds grow deeper
It hurts; it surely does
But is there a way out?
There is a sense of bliss in pain鈥�.
Drops filled with pain roll down the face
Guess this is how it was meant to be
Things are blurring
But your thoughts stay.................
- Priya Roy
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