My pAin is Real..

My soul is mourning alive
My body is weakened gradually
My weeping eyes are burnt
Burning my desires slowly

My heart is fading into shapeless
My depression is growing strong
Never will my peace calmly rest
In trying not to prove me wrong

Alone I find myself more often
Even people present in same room
My eyes cried, yet they are dry
Fake smiles on my face bloomed

Hands shiver with pain inside
Running feet searching to hide
Disturbed mind never relaxed
A sign of broken heart inside