My feet don't find the floor,
My arms can't reach the shore.

Tears not parching from eye,
Nothing to numb my agony.

My heart has lost its accord,
My aches can't find the cure.

Struggling through all the pains,
For there got broken some chains.

Smiling all through the tears,
I've learnt to get sheer.

Never can I learn to endure,
For my pain has got no cure.

It's the business of heart & soul,
Of which I've got no control.

My soul's shattered,my heart cries,
The hope now within me dies.

Dark days & dark nights,
Now I see nothing bright.

I'm now all stumbled,
For joyous days were numbered.

I,I myself from this have to strive,
No exotic aid to help me dive.

Lacerating, aching,shred,
I've to traverse my way, crippled or dead.
@monawrites
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