Cruel abuse

Cruel abuse surrounds her
She feels her life is bleak
Without a glimmer of light
She feels she is doomed.

She scratches all the walls
In vain
The stones don’t feel her pain
They only silent her sobs.

When someone tries to pull her out
Talks words of hope to her
She tries to find out pain in her
Sometimes she succeeds in that.

Her pain is so intense
It makes her numb towards the miseries
Which others have, and try to forget
She pries out them from their closets.

No one likes to stay with her for long
For they all have their fires of hell
She adds fuel to that
And bites the hand that feeds her.

Does she want a shoulder to cry on?
Or does she want to cry with someone?
Her reasoning becomes mystery to others
And she ends up brooding alone.

I have seen so many examples of this. These people win our pity but not companionship. Because their pain soon starts to engulf us and we get desperate to break free of that darkness which spreads from them and engulfs us.

Most of these people have very genuine reasons to be upset, but in their grief they forget that every human being suffers, so it’s normal human nature to look for happiness. If a person becomes source of unhappiness majority of people avoid them. And we should not blame them.

It’s better to share our immense pain with as little as possible people and slowly try to get over it. Because God has blessed us with only one life. And once it’s gone it won’t be back again, no matter how much we beg.

When we smile the world smiles with us, when we cry-we cry alone.