it goes round and round
the feeling of despair
of frustration
of not having anything
and just being no one

scarred
broken
livid
disillusioned

she once was whole
you tore her apart

she had dreams
wide and far
yet you let fear in
made doubts your comfort

she was shattered
she cried out
you lent not a single hand
the shattered pieces
you crushed them to dust

you were then young
vulnerable
but you grew up

she was happy
thinking that you’ve grown wise
that you’ll decide
to break out of the shell you’ve created

but you nurtured your shell more
became hardened and impenetrable
but she stood ground
patiently waiting for you to realize
that you’re worth is far greater
than you set yourself to be

it’s time
she said
to look at a mirror
see yourself
and look at what you’ve become

tired
lost
confused

as you look at the piece of glass
she looks back at you
she.. your own pained soul
tries one last time to reach out

telling you to break your shell
start anew
to take the so called
road less travelled
and if all roads are blocked and unpassable
make a new road of your own
a way for you and for others too

you then raise your fist
hit the glass
felt the pain
your hand is bleeding
it hurts
but you know
that she is hurting more

… to be continued — Is redemption worth all the cost? (black hole series : 2 of 3)