To You, Dear Soul...
Dear Soul, You've ached, You've pleaded, But I'm too worldly wise. I know how many times you weep, When I helplessly ignore your cries. There is a bridge I want to cross, But I'm too scared. He can share me, You, you've never been shared. You're all mine, Hence I trouble you this much. The world judges me, You, they can't even touch. The bond we two share, Breaks countless times. Thank God, killing your own soul is not a crime. The day I will place you first, I will make many foes. The song he sings for me will turn into a prose. I promise I will cross that bridge soon, Sooner than he thinks. How long can I survive on materialistic things? Until that day you be as you are. I may not listen to you, But you are the reason I've survived this far. Your Body. Muddled soul in a tyrant body seeks recourse. Prisoner for thirty odd years can survive no more. Image Source - Here
