Suffering

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I learnt about your likes
presumed ,calculated and figured your dislikes
I quietly gathered all the things in me
that weren’t of your taste
And concealed them in a catacomb
built in the darkest corner
of my heart
Slowly as things started flowing
I started drowning in
the uncomfortableness of my skin
insecurities of my mind
and restlessness of my soul
Unbeknownst, I had buried the very essence of being me
I still shudder, shiver and tremble on
How not you but I was accountable
for my sufferings.