Suicide Every Night

"The wounds are more scary"..said my soul looking at

My naked body in mirror

That marriage was so happy nd cheerful in the

Beams of day but every night I was robbed

The monster snatched the clothes forcefully to

Mark a stamp on my helpless bare body

After all he had his copyright on me

I was wedded to him

He is my new master nd I am his bargained slave

He expect me to be a faithful pet all day long

And a wild cat on the satin bed sheet at night

He want my body under his control

So that he can spit over my face

Slap on my cheeks

And make love whenever he want

He expect me to be perfect.. wife, lover, mother, bride etc

Silver chained body Iron chained soul

No windows in the cage of marriage

Love and lust holds the similar meaning..

And so the itchy touch

A suicidal attempt every night..