There comes a time
When life is testing me
With the things, 
I thought it was under control
& that was the time when I step out of the comfort zone.

I am remembering the time 
When I thought of going to stranger & vent out loud, 
& speak to them about what's hurting me.

Sometimes I want the people 
To look at my eyes
& read what it says.

I want someone to take me out of the cage,
Which is making to control my life.

But absolutely things don't happen in a way we want them
 After a time, you won't be sad anymore
After a time, you'll laugh at the things that made you cry yesterday.
After a time, you'll live your life happy not in a controlled way.
After a time, you'll again see yourself as you were earlier: happy strong & worthy capable women.
After a time, you'll reach where ever you want you to be 
& then this pain would look like a small part of your journey.

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