Who Knows who Am I? Poem by Chandrama Choudhury

There are many things,
Never ends properly;
And I'm blind and weak
Enough to see and accept
The reality, respectively.

Keeping secrets in my heart
Never did me any good,
I tried a million ways to express
Well, they never understood!

Broken promises, smashed dreams
Broken future, tryna redeem;
Escaping from the bitter truths
Of my whole damn life ain't enough!
I'm still finding the realest way
To abolish these stuffs.

Too scared to have that
Stone heart again!
Those feelings need to be shared
To get me out of the hall of pain.

-Chandrama