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Aug 15
My head pounds when their words turn sharp,
my heart pierced a thousand times,
each syllable sinking, twisting,
draining the light from my chest.
The world turns blank
only tears carve down my face.
My body aches,
but it’s my soul that screams without sound.
No hands reach for me,
no voice dares to soften the storm.
Only my sobs remain,
bouncing off empty walls.
Why me?
Why only me?
Why am I always the one marked wrong?
Even when I’m bleeding inside,
they name me the cause
as if my hurt is a crime.
The walls press closer,
the air grows heavier.
Each day repeats,
a chain I can’t break.
I fall silent
my voice has nowhere to land,
just tumbling into the pit
where all my hope went to die.
Apeksha Ranjan
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Apeksha Ranjan  18/F/Lost
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