Written by: Aadarsha Khatri - 24001, Grade XI
Posted on: 14 October, 2022
Constructed from plastic and ink,
Thoughts, feelings and emotion I link,
Blood I shed from top of my head
Draining my life until I am dead.
Suffocated every time when I am in use
Has been long since, I received my dues
My innards thrown out after I can’t spew blood anymore
Though filled with new blood again and again,I can’t be happy nomore
Time to time, I fail to spew
Shaken from the core till drops,
Bottom of my body harshly chewed
Wounds and scars that can’t be sewed
Dumping me as far as they can
Better I hang up myself in a fan
Tears draining through my eye
Seems like I need to say goodbye.
