She Writer

She traveled,

through the narrow corners

of her psyche

Through the deep

 realms of her mind

Too tired,

fears numbed her senses

She mumbled a few words

Whacked, cracked, and wracked

She felt completely burnt out

Some said she is mad

"Beware of a woman,

who writes and reads a lot"

"It can even cause

 a mental breakdown"

She felt like a prisoner

of the prejudiced world

Stained with ink

Words bleed,

filled the blank pieces of paper

There she found her voice

Found her, self again

Slowly, she endowed with strength

She confessed,

innermost vibes of her heart

When reality struck her with a

pointed knife,

She closed the doors of outer world

Explored the inner realms of life

To breathe the fresh air of hope,

she builds a room of her own.