they bruised you under the story I can't comprehend,
a rhythm I never heard
you are so caged deep inside
with footprint of betrayal from your loved ones,
your hands are chained
with clot of blood and marks that resembles weariness,
along with handcaps that solely carries deep remarks ,
of how you built this wall around you,
your heart is tired from all the bruises and shocks,
it could ever witness and handle
your eyes have blinded to the pretty colors of the world,
restless are the nights you...