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Are you okay? Yes I am.. But I wasn't , As I responded to that, Because what else to say, When you aren't, Are you feeling good? Yes I am.. When I wasn't, But how will it help, If I responded for real, Do you need water? Yes I want.. But just shut down, The surrounding chatter, With infinite laughter, I couldn't bear, The noise, Inside me growing larger, Than my voice that was, Shaking my exterior poise, My daughter, Came closer.. As she held my, trembling hand, As she whispered, Mom, it will get better.. My partner, Looked at me, And wanted me to know.. It's okay, Not to be okay, Getting drunk, And throwing up.. Is all part of growing up, Till the part, Where you start loving, Just water again.. My mom and dad, Comforted me,  That although sad as it looks, Things aren't that bad.. As explained by the books, Relationships and people, Are the ones that make you stable, While everything else, Can topple,   Well, there will be loads of trouble, But more than that t

Sitting Beside You

I cannot sit beside you
While you cry.
Dripping drops of tears
Without trying to Stop the smear.
I cannot sit beside you
While you think
As I am afraid
Destiny doesn’t seldom blink.
I cannot sit beside you
While you pray.
Wishing all you want
To be yours as you may.
I cannot sit beside you
When there is someone
Already chosen
For you to stay.
I cannot sit beside you
Yet I won’t deny
That every day
My promise fades
But truth evades
Engraving it to the last evening shade.


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