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Noted Nest

Unopened Doors

Updated: Oct 3

By Aishu Rittika



I wake up with a jolt

Thoughts and feelings 

Taking over my conscious self.

Running, running,

Not knowing where to go.

They stop at the, 

Deepest cuts 

And make me relish it.

I shake my head

I say to myself

"No, I'm a happy person.

This isn't me.

I'm happy, I'm happy"

The inner voice in me weeps for me.

It sheds tears of pain and sympathy.

For even the ones who validate their pain

Get help and support

The ones who pretend to be happy

Are those who end up 

Giving up to their 

Thoughts behind unopened doors.


By Aishu Rittika




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