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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


She became silent..
Words had faded.
With a syllable or two..
Silence had invaded.
Tears came few..
But if only she had knew.
Quietly she walked..
Hoping to be stalked.
Noisy heart beats..
Running clueless into streets.
As she heard a murmur..
From a distant traveler.
Their hands touching the same air..
Not overdoing their glare.
A smile did stare..
As wounds got repair.
The clouds floated by..
While days made them sigh.
She sat down among..
Having her bread as they sung.
Not a word they heard..
Not a word she said.
But beneath the stars..
Where her memories played.
She swayed and..
Slept like the maid.
In her new found shed.


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