Unhealed

It’s not visible to eyes,

but the feeling is deep down

digging a grave,

inside my heart

no one is at peace

melancholy has settled

like a sudden change in weather

like a pain that’s intangible

can’t tell where it hurts

but somewhere it does

so I bury myself – the crestfallen one

maundering without an ambition

which made me hollow

To be gentle with me

is the only thing I plead

Don’t open the wounds

that haven’t started to bleed

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