This world wants us to be strong,
But are we all really strong?

Every one around us says 'be strong',
Even I told myself to be strong in this hard time...

But is it really that simple?
Or is it that hard?

When they were inserting those needles in my body
I kept on repeating myself in my head: 'I'm stronger than this'

And that this just a small phase of my life,
which is gonna vanish soon...

I told myself that this is an another experience,
Another page in my life...
And it actually helped me in the first...

I tried hard to cherish the pain
But as the pain kept on increasing,
No matter how much I yelled in my head to be strong,
Nothing worked and
all my self motivation went into vain...

The pain kept on increasing
testing my ability
And at one point, I gave in to it...

The tears were rolling on their own,
Still I tried to hold on to that moment...

At one point, my body felt like stone,
No matter how many needles they insert,
My body felt numb...

At one point, I enjoyed the touch of those needles..
How ironic it may sound,
I craved for the pain too at one point of time...

While going through all this,
I asked myself, 'is this the life I want to live?'
Certainly, not...

Still this phase of my life is inevitable...
All I can do is accept it
And if possible cherish it...
And I certainly did.

Cause I know this is just the darkest hour before I see the light...

A/N:) 

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