In the evening when I get my cup of tea..
I search for someone in my mind but, no one close I see..
Someday being alone feels friendly itself..
Someday it is difficult when the emptiness shouts itself..
I think, I cry, I try..
But sometimes emptiness doesn’t lie..
I remember, When I was in adolescence,
I was being shamed to have friends..
I wasn’t encouraged to find the love in human..
I was blamed as I did all wrong by not finding the match in matching society..
& I was beaten when the sky of my mind-body was cloudy in my puberty..
When the social status matched, I saw long-expected happiness in my home ..
To keep that happiness I was fine to get raped by the choice of my own..
Damages I did to myself just to make few people happy..
and found, they will never learn how to make me happy..
I escaped from their trap..
Learn how to give myself my own back..
My life has changed as I wanted it to be..
I wanted to be alone and let the loneliness speak..