Pacify my Soul

In a quiet corner of a crowded town Don't bear the blame with heads bow down Mistake — If not yours Then it's not yours. Trust yourself and stand beside you For no one knows you; better than you. Sleep, my soul—you’ve cried enough. The blame you carry is not your stuff. Love and hatred—a double-faced coin, Be it anything, you will be fine. Be kind to you, For they know not your war They know not your journey, Nor your inner scar. If intention is pure Just walk through with a smile Bleeding all the way you came across many a mile. How long will you punish your soul for their mistake ? Give some time for the wound to break. Morning shouldn't find you despair, Rise again,with head held high in your own flair.