I Weep

By Pooja Talreja

I weep and I weep alone in silence,

I know not if I even understand my existence.

How much longer until I have paid my debt?

One tiny exit point and I am all set to jet.

I weep and I weep alone in grief,

I know not if there is a release, a relief.

Of all the emotions I have ever felt,

Not feeling anymore is the cruellest I have been dealt.

I weep and I weep alone in pain

I see no anchor to hold me, to keep me sane.

The torment and the trauma pierce my soul,

There is a strong lack of belief I will ever be whole.

I weep and I weep alone in despair,

I feel my inner world shrinking with disrepair.

Find myself succumbing to the unbearable dark,

I am numb and cold; I am without a spark.

I weep and I weep alone in fear,

I wonder if I will ever feel my own soul near.

Can’t seem to find the care to gather my brokenness,

Have found comfort with my incompleteness.

I finally weep and I weep alone in resilience,

I know it is filling my cup of experience.

And with all the learnings I must move forward,

As a woman of grit and grace to be remembered.

By Pooja Talreja