Let me be saved from my past.
Defend me against my fear.
Let me be saved from my pain.
Defend me from myself.
My grief threatens to destroy me. Will I give in to it? Or will I manage to save myself?
I represent death to anyone who gets close to my soul.
One thing is for certain, evil must be scorched, but once the smoke clears, will anyone have survived the fires of grief?
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Sruthi Nair
A total geek, Sruthi Nair is a graduate student with a passion for writing. When she is not busy reading, you will find her scribbling down thoughts for her blog. Fires of Grief is her debut book with a collection of poems she has written over the years.
