I Look At You

In a room full of
Hopes and dreams
I look at you
Drinking your pain away
Or at least trying to.

In a room full of
Trust and love
I look at you
Concealing the marks on your neck
Or at least trying to.

In a room full of
Colours and light
I look at you
Setting fire to your heart
Or at least trying to.

In a room full of
Promises and tomorrows
I look at you
Embracing life as it comes
Or at least trying to.

A glass of scotch.
A hint of makeup.
A rage in your heart.
A will to live.

You don’t choose your battles
Battles choose you.
Being a victim is hard
Being a warrior is even harder.

In a room full of
Names and identities
I look at you
Trembling when they mention your husband
Or at least trying not to.

In a room full of chaos
I look at you
You survived
Cause that’s what winners do.

 © Apoorva Bora

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