Monologue

I was a child, I knew not what a tear was
I smiled and played for hours together
carried a heavy bag of unread books
but with the excitement of being discovered..
I was known and unknown
naughty and quiet
Silent but undeterred

Its the same me aye ..but
don't you see a crease of stress
on my beautiful eyelid, on my flawless skin?
It's the same me aye, I am the lonely child
playing with my dreams and memories
It's the same me..conjuring that hazy voice
I wake up from my painful sleep-

to tell you my dear, that I dream no more now!
they are just nightmares, the ones that haunt
in a deep despair-a jumbled ball of hair
a weeping mare, a creaking door and a
leaking jar..I see me screwed with a face so hollow
Tell me oh dear!  did I ever seem so pallid..

If I could possess that touch of yours
again-my mother, the strength of your shoulders-
my Pa, my lovely young sweet adorable brother-
could you not pull my not so long hair?
I stay up at nights so dark and windy
I wait for the moments ...those long long ago,
I neither call you nor do I weep now-
why don't you hear what I have (had) to say?

Come all those who cared or loved me,
I am the same child, why have you left me
Am I not a gracious lady aye, why have you stopped
cuddling me... I whisper no more to the walls

  I just await the uncovering of a new 'Me'
without all of 'You'.

Author Notes

Life teaches you how to evolve and live with/out people you loved or cared for. 

But being human is so painful at times. There is always hope though.

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