~I stare at the mirror
~Preferably on my eyes
~As they stare at me
~My heart at peace
~My hair at ease
~Stuck in a trance
~Accepting everything
~Every scar & pimple i see
~Is but nothing & only a part of me
~The curls now blocking my vision
~Grabbing a scissor
~I cut some part of it
~Now the cycle turns
~I'm feeling light as feather
~Weight off my shoulders
~Hair my responsibility
~The cut part a plague of my own
~The scissor a choice
~The feeling a relief
~The cycle my life
~Every year on repeat
~I shout & say
~"I'll never ever concede defeat"
~To my own demons that is
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PoetryWell just like everyone I am going through some things , -That's why I promptly wrote these extracts To those reading these poems i hope that you will have to courage to face everything ahead, rather than letting what life is throwing at you become...
