Aching Soul.

There was a debacle inside me

A tag I had to pick and move on

There was silence and pain,

Unlikely to be addressed any day

I gather enough to go on

No time to let eyes moisten,

For the dreams that died inside.

Disregarded...disapproved.

All the rules I had to abide,

Stood higher than my cause.

Bigger than my smile were,

A hundred expectations.

Larger than my life,

Was a prescribed list of all tasks.

If I failed with an inch

I was made to feel guilty

Unless and until I could undo,

A lot that was cursed;

And how times have been.

In two twinkling eyes

Was hope butchered

It was just work that they could see…

I did not expect in return

I just went on

The greatest mistake I had made

Was I chose to move on.

How I wish I'd held on!

For all compromises I made.

An aching soul is what I get.