I Will Not Bow Poem by Ivan Christabel Prashant

How can i explain it to you that it was not my fault, I'm not guilty for it.
Well, it was my mistake to think about that last meeting, that last talk.
I wondered, talking to you for the last time could be the moment to be remembered ever,
But that last talk will remain as a poison in my heart forever.
I went home with this poison in my heart,
Thinking it to be effect less as soon as possible.
But its effect remained the same like the start,
I felt as if a dart was thrown in my heart.
At home i took a paper and a pen,
And sat down to write a poem with all those pain then,
Don't know where will it lead me further,
Hope i will never fall down in the gutter.
My destiny is not to fall down in my life, but to rise up,
I just wanna live my life with my head held high,
For it, just give me some sugar in a cup so that i can touch the sky.