While you are one in a million,
She was an average girl,
Serene, calm and with a smile,
One could say,she was happy,
But that was for a short while.
Relations unpredictable and life was a mess,
Her life was far from sorted,
And she just wished she retorted.
She did vent out her feelings,
But you paid no heed,
Thus she kept all inside,
Trying to convince her each day everything was alright.
She was lying,
I wonder, how couldn’t you figure it out from the dullness in her eyes?
She fought her battle as long as she could,
Stood gallant like a soldier with her battle wounds.
Under the scorching summer, she wore long sleeves,
Trying to mask the cuts in her wrists which used to bleed.
Things were falling in,
And she could no longer stand that grin.
She just knew what was left undone,
A slit on the wrist,
She knew- it’ll be over soon.
Depressed and gloomy.
She was never the same,
It’s the society that should bow down in shame.
Gasping, she embraced death,
The suffering was over now at her deathbed.
She tried hard but could no longer fight,
Hence, she boarded her last flight.
Just before her eyes were shut,
She scribbled one last note for her loved ones-
“Try not to hate me, when I am gone,
It will take time, but you’ll forget me, as I am not worth to be dwelled on,
Just know that I loved you and I’ll still be watching on you from the clouds above,
But for now, it’s Goodbye!”
For now, it’s Goodbye!