Don’t Crush Me More

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me breathe… alone, behind closed doors.

I’m broken — scattered on the ground,
Like autumn’s dust, without a sound.
Where do I stop? Where do I go?
No shelter left… just an endless flow.
And truth be told, I don’t even know…
Who I am anymore.

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me live… alone with my war.

Yes, I’ve owned it — every blame,
Held the fire, burned in shame.
I never fought, I never spoke,
Carried the weight until I broke.

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me drown… in the silence I wore.

What was my sin? What did I do?
To deserve the shame you put me through?
You mocked me where the world could see,
And I stayed quiet… endlessly.

You pushed, I bled — again, again,
While I kept wearing that silent pain.

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me fade… like waves on shore.

I loved you deep, pure and true,
But you… you made it a deal to undo.

You sold the dreams I built for two,
And I stayed — still, breaking through.

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me walk… through my own door.

There had to be a moment, right?
When I was your calm in the stormy night.
Keep that moment, hold it tight…
Pawn it if you must, but leave my fight.

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me rest… in this empty core.

The world moves on, and so do you,
But there’s no “me” left to run to.
I’m lost… in shadows I can’t chase,
No names, no ties, no familiar face.

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me fall… just as before.

I question now what you called love —
‘Cause love don’t humiliate, it lifts above.
If it were real, you would’ve stood,
Not watched me break where the whole world could.

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me sleep… on a quiet floor.

I’ve fallen — drifted, turned to dust,
No strength, no hope, just broken trust.
So don’t waste time… don’t stay near,
You still have dreams, a life so clear.

Go chase your sky, go find your sun…
But my night — it’s already begun.

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me be… the silence you ignore.

I still pray — yes, even now,
That my ashes serve you somehow.
And if the stars must choose your fate,
May they forgive… may they not hate.

Let it go… don’t crush me more,
Let me rest… where I was before.

Let me live… in my quiet lore.
Let me live…
In my silence evermore.

— Kunwar Surya

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