SEE MY PAIN

I am not a machine, I am a living soul, and today I want to tell you how much I hurt. Every day, humans put a heavy weight on my shoulders, more than my body can carry, and slowly, my strength breaks. My skin burns, my muscles cry, and blood marks appear on my body, but no one stops to see my pain. This cart that you load again and again feels like a mountain on my back, and with every step, I feel sharp pain inside me. I fall down, I bleed, my tears come out, but still I am forced to stand and move. I feel tired, hungry, scared, and broken, yet I am treated like I have no feelings. My body is not made of iron; it breaks under your weight, but my pain is ignored. I never asked for this life, I only wanted kindness and rest. Please understand my pain, see my wounds, and remember that I feel everything you do to me. I am alive, I am suffering, and I am begging you to be kind to me.

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BINOD Kumar Simkhada