The Kid
Updated: Oct 10, 2022
By Rohith Somisetty
Sat in the corner, a five year old
Not too scared yet not too bold
Heard a lot, saw much more
Pain he felt very to the core
Not something any child should have borne
Wondering he was, as to why he was born
Not to cry and not to mourn
Yet sadness as a cloak he has worn
No friends he had, nor any foe
No one to support, none to show,
That he was not alone and had to grow
But a kid he was, only willing to glow
Always hid in darkness,
Letting it be his harness
Crying and sobbing, loud yet quiet
His thoughts and mind not clear quite
A constant overthinker
Thoughts flowing like a river
Being counselled not to do so
But loneliness consumed him to be so
Broken and shattered his childhood has been
To heal and get back together he was keen
Holding on the to anchor life has released
Time shall heal him he believed
By Rohith Somisetty
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