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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


It's hard as they
Don't know what's
It's hard that they
Have to know 
All of a sudden
That's happening
Because it is happening 
To them
Their soul
Their body and minds
Just reality
Isn't eating dry crumbs of 
Bread from the floor
But fighting for every
Single crumb attained

I want to go home
But where is home
As the person 
Who brought me up
Just gave up on me
And couldn't see
That I will not be free anymore

A touch isn't soothing
That touch just breaks 
Them further into pieces
Repeating it all
Over in their dreams
How will they forget
When there's little
That's left of them..
That still craves

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