{"id":1048,"date":"2022-04-18T13:08:58","date_gmt":"2022-04-18T13:08:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/takhte.in\/VoiceofViews\/?p=1048"},"modified":"2022-04-18T13:41:09","modified_gmt":"2022-04-18T13:41:09","slug":"her-life-before","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/takhte.in\/VoiceofViews\/her-life-before\/","title":{"rendered":"Her life before"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Akshita Sehrawat<\/em>
The Heritage School,<\/em>
Vasant Kunj, New Delhi<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

She used to be the \u201cfree-spirited girl\u201d,
She used to be the girl who was \u201ceveryone\u2019s friend\u201d
She used to be the shiny pearl
Until she turned into a fiend<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was all of it until she was nothing,
Now she\u2019s a shell of what she used to be,
Wandering around in hopes of finding something,
An aimless wanderer living life always thinking maybe?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looks for sunshine in the dark alleys,
She looks for warmth in the icy cold,
All of this is madness supposedly,
But hope keeps one alive is what she\u2019s been told<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What she wants is to get her life back,
What she wants is her sanity,
What she wants is to get out of this endless black,
And put a stop to this inhumanity<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She wakes up trying for a fresh start,
In hopes of forgetting the past,
But it betrays her, her disloyal heart,
And once again, her reminiscence leaves her aghast<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Each day she picks up the pieces,
Of what is left of her life,
Each day her hope decreases,
But she knows that she has to survive<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In her heart, she knows there is nothing left,
But she also has to put on an act for everyone else,
So she gets ready for her office looking her best,
And plasters a smile as if that night had no effect.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Photo Courtesy-alex-ronsdorf-unsplash<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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