A lonely body carrying a heart
Crippled from past ventures
Afraid of attachments and adventures
Scared to fall in love again…
Can she risk it to another pair of hands
So weak, so bleak and so foolhardy
To carry her heart, broken by millions?
Wary of the world again…
Despite the pains and promises to herself
Her meek heart won over her mind
And managed to convince her let it go
To give it another chance again…
Her heart knows the grief it has to bear
But she had promised not to shed a tear
Now already sees an inferno ahead
Still decides to go with the flow again…
With every cut, deeper will be the scar
But she no cares anymore
For “wise” is she now to know the fact
That sharper the cuts,
Brighter does a diamond shine…
Then what will she be when it all ends?
Or will it really ever end?
Will she be the brightest of all?
So bright, that it’ll blind others like her
And make them follow the path as hers?