An Inner Battle

A feeling Or an emotion,

Or a heart in a state of contortion.

A soul divided into parts,

One where negativity departs.

And Others,

Where negativity bothers.

At times when Heart skips a beat,

Every Purest soul starts to heat.

Feeling aloof in midst of a mob,

As none hears that painful sob.

But a ray of Hope,

And the hope of good Tomorrow

Removes the dreadful sorrow.

Realization works as a key,

Even if accepting the realized is heavy

I'll still mend my breaking soul

Every piece, one by one as a whole.

As Fighting for self is Dignity,

Being a kid of Almighty.

Death is a sure end,

But not the purpose of life.

Holding yourself hand in hand,

Not allowing petty hurdle that makes u coldrife.

The battle fought within,

Where always "I" Win.