I Don't Feel Good After Fighting With You Poem by Sumita Jetley

i don't feel good after fighting with you

there are things that are my area
my survival or existence

if i let go
Who am i?

a lost soul
vulnerable to: elements, mind, doubts
open to go off track

who'll look after me then

if not myself


So, i have some adjustments made in mind
and i bargain my adaptation to stay protected

and closed to the world i may not want around

routine is important for me
so is my sustenance. my daily meal
a roof over my head!

how do i explain this to everyone
and why too

at times i go confused

a blank canvas
Nothing to write with
No one to walk with

Yet...all want me to do things
i don't know

and may not do
because i don't walk terrains
unknown