I am tired of this place


Killing me from inside each day, 

With its numerous fangs, 

Though visible only to me,

Digging deeper with each bite.

This place they call it,

The transition phase,

Of becoming something,

Undoing everything that does not make me.

But the pain of transforming

Too strong, too difficult to bear.

Maybe it is better here

Than been there, where I was,

As after I change, 

I would fly away with my new found wings,

But till then ,

I desire not to lose hope,

Not to succumb to the blows imparted on me.

The pain though increasing day by day with each sacrifice I make,

Gives me hope that,

After this dark night,

New rays would be waiting for me.

And then turned into a resplendent person,

My dreams would spark into reality.


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