Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Self Indulgent Pain

will I see tomorrow
bright and shiny
and painless

crushed spirit
at every step
when pain recedes in background
and shame
takes the centrestage
shame in the limp
shame in the slow gait
shame in bloated body

nights 
they don't let it up
their vice-like grip
crushes bones
and the muscles
and the hope
of a bright and shiny and painless tomorrow

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