Trying

The tenderness inside,
Left untouched unknown,
By the rock hard surface outside,
Judged by the very first impressions.

Sad is life,
Cruel is world,
I took out a knife,
And tried to cut it raw.

Blood everywhere,
Felt no pain no more,
Frustrated is the word,
Bleeding a lot as I fought.

This is too much,
Taking its toll on me,
The only defenseless soul,
With nothing to compete for.

A step more I take,
A journey to nowhere,
An indefinite destination,
A period of time I sacrifice.

For experience sake,
I shall look down and move,
For the constant good cash flow,
I shall keep the steps going on and on.

I can't hear,
So I listened,
I can't take it,
So I gave it more.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts