I stand there grasping to breath,
as i see my life swirling into a storm.
unable to stand,
as my burden pulls me down.
unable to listen,
as my inner voice is nothing but a cacophony.
unable to scream,
as m deafened by my own silence.
unable to cry,
as my eyes are droughty.
I dont want to be this numb anymore,
as my pain demands to be felt.
Awaiting for a drop of hope,
to quench my solitude.
All that remains now is a mess,
as my life is now,
nothing but an enigma.
Immortal voices 
Well expreed!
Life is full of ups and downs and we learn to balance as we proceed on our own journeys.
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Learning to balance is what makes life difficult
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Words are truely heavy….but still they are so touchy that it melts of heaviness of thoughts…..Indeed Storm the voice of everybody
#Manya
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Storm arises in each ones life.we just need to get through it at any cost rather than quiting.
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Inner grit is stronger than any storm, hopefully. A nice one.
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Thank you so much ma’am😊
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