The dream 2

PAIN

Once a while it hits me hard

A small life that lives in the past

There alone does that little boy dwells

Awaiting lonely near the old fig

Warmed by the hope in his dreams

Yet pained for his actions cast

Pained for they will lifelong last

Pained for they will for long stand

Unaltered even in yells and screams.

Pained is his heart slow

Pained in his creed

He awaits an abscond to hope

He awaits that one point to live

He awaits one point to be free

Till then in a veil shall I live

Veiled from the eyes

But my heart which the little boy sees

I am silent and alive...

It's the World Mental Health Awareness Day 2018....