An unseen wound.
The heart wrenching cries,
The unheard sound.
The tremble of my lips,
Dismissed as cold.
The moist eyes,
Misjudged as reaction.
A deep pain somewhere,
A sign of bodily malfunction.
The clumsiness, the tiredness,
Signs of Exhaustion.
The expecting mind,
A Stupid manifestation.
Long hours at Office,
Work related frustration.
The packing of bags,
Another childish exaggeration.
And When I say I am leaving,
A surprised, angry demonstration.
You never read the signs,
Its your ignorance.
Sometimes, Life simply refuses,
To give another chance.
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