Mental Draught

By Aashna Shah

There is a storm inside me that wreaks havoc in my soul

The wind blows strongly as I Try desperately to hang on to a pole

But now I have learnt to embrace and accept the inner turmoil

On most days it's just as mildly irritating as an untimely boil

Cos this is my normal It's been this for the longest time

There is no solve, I have tried before to deal with this chaos of mine

So, I try to keep a distance lest someone be swept away in this storm

Trying my best to appear as if it's the society to which I conform

I smile, stay silent, don't let people close in

Cos what if they unveil the curtain and see what lies within

Oh, how scary it is to let someone see what I can't explain myself

But I secretly wish not to be alone, for someone to hear my silent cries of help

Cos do I not deserve moments of peace, away from this incessant thought

Until that moment I shield my heart like a cactus awaiting the passing of a draught

By Aashna Shah