9. Cruel

Cruel, cries the Mind
As it struggles with the pain,
Inflicted so mercilessly,
Thinks the Mind,
In its moment of respite
In mindless bitter gain.
The Body screams in protest,
When the mind bends again
Cruel, it cries in agony
And succumbs as well,
Locked bodily in its hell.
The Heart was resilient,
So it was just a whisper-
Cruel, the Heart says
Just with a trace
Of its breaking faith-
A breaking heart-
Just before it splinters
Into a thousand shards!
But the Soul remained silent,
Unmoving, yet vigilant
A soft murmur, an utter 
Against the wind,
I understand, it says
And I forgive your sin.
You can hurt my brothers,
But never touch their soul

Cruel, you may be-

But I have my peace

We will have our escape

For you, there won't be any.

Cruel, it said sadly

As it flew yonder away.

8. Mom

I could say I love you. A word about what you mean to me. Paragraphs of how you are my miracle. For you, your support, your sustenance, your persistence... Your dreams for me, your faith in me, your hope in me. What you helped me be. What you let me choose for me. For me. For the world.... You, you and you... How could go on for eons and still never succed to expressing what you are, how I behold. 

Yes, I could say I love you, that you are my blessing, my miracle, my God.

But I'd rather show you.

7. Would you?

Would you gloat if you knew I am susceptible, vulnerable?

Would you hit knowing that I would never have the guts to hit back?

Would you shout and wail, manipulate and ask straight to give up and surrender all that I collected over my life, if you knew that I would hold nothing back?

Would you want every drop of my blood, every water particle to escape as sweat, every breath till it came no more, when I'd give them up, all for your taking/

Would you stop if I called out to you?

Would you let me run just because I needed to run away?

Would you just forget, if I died?

Would you bask in glee, be cruel and merciless, if you knew that I have fallen, fallen beyond realms of gather, that I have fallen in the trap of deceit laid by my tormentor?

I would.

N.B. Pathetic. Pathetic. Pathetic.