Patience questioned,
flaws all bare,
scarred, sapped,
how could I dare?

Every living second,
encumbered in esteem,
racked, judged,
hopes rush downstream.

Mustering all strength
to stomach atrocity,
whimpering, shaking
at the brimming ferocity.

Craving exemption
from shackled thoughts,
adjuring, hoping
to untie these knots.

~K.  (कृतिका)

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