UNSAID

The battle for us, the mere act of getting out of bed

The mere thought of facing the day fills us with dread

We shuddered anticipating of what might be ahead

May be it's because of the memories we embed

Not the good ones, but the one which filled us with gloom instead

It was the optimist in us which misled

And the emptiness that lurked every corner of our mind we had fed

The sight of light made us fled

Keeping happiness at bay, we had sped

Dissatisfaction with everything is what our hearts had overfed

Our minds and souls grew as fragile and breakable as thread

May be it was the atmosphere of positive vibes we had shred

May be it was the devil's path on which we had tread

Or it was the devil in us that we had nourished and bred?

Mind's skepticism made our hearts bled

Bled peculiarly,

Peculiarly in deep red

Darkness swiveled and stopped and settled and and spread

Allowance and denial's contradiction in us was widespread

The mood swings went up and down like a sled

We took an accidental turn to the passage of melancholy we had head

The genuine sentiments in us we had behead

There were expressions in us that people read and remained UNREAD

There were emotions in us which are read and remained UNDEAD

Those entities had us destroyed which were said and remained UNSAID...