It takes time to learn it.
The pain, the rush and all that's insane.
What life is to bring, what song's gonna ring?
It hurts the way, they don't notice a by.
Life goes on, to absorb that pain, it takes some time.

Now the world's on my shoulder,
As I stand like Atlas -
To my odd melodies, that I'd never figure out,
It hurts the way, they don't notice a by.
Life goes on, to absorb the loneliness, it takes some time.

Now my soul is death-dancing to the beat of the hatred,
My eyes are wide awake, staring at the night sky,
I'd break them, the chains -
Who would've helped me out?
The river rushes by with the blood,
Not the one down the bridge ;
But the one from my slit wrists.

                             - Anurima Mukherjee

P S - I did a comeback poem because my mental health has been not well and I'd just been trying to cope up with the grief of my grandma's demise last year. Things aren't getting along well, so I wish to write more out here but anyways, if you ever feel low, send me a message. I'm here to hear you, even if the others aren't there to hear my story. Also, I might suggest you some really good websites for online counselling, they're for free! So, you'd have to feel alone again. Take care.
Stay home. Stay safe.