Raw, honest and unfiltered. 'Raw Reflections' is a poetic exploration of my chaotic thoughts in all its complexity.
From a paradoxical heart, with raw honesty and vulnerability, these poems invite you to embrace the beauty of your own contradictions...
In the dead of night, when the world is asleep, The whispers in the dark, my secrets they keep. My brain and heart, they play tricks on me, Filling my mind with self-doubt, I cannot see.
"What's my purpose in this vast, cruel world?", I ponder silently, as tears start to unfurl. Am I the villain in my own twisted tale? Or just a lost soul, destined to fail.
The doubts, they linger, haunting my mind, As I search for answers, so hard to find. Maybe it's me, maybe I'm to blame, For all the sadness, all the shame.
Am I overreacting, making a fuss? Do others suffer more, have it worse than us? I don't understand these emotions that swirl, But the whispers in the dark, they know me well.
They speak of pain, of longing to escape, From a world so cruel, from a heart so full of ache. What's the point of it all, I start to wonder, As the darkness inside me pulls me under.
But I push back, I fight the despair, For deep down, I know there's still hope there. The whispers may taunt me, may try to deceive, But I won't let them win, I won't let them grieve.
For I am strong, I am brave, And in the darkness, I'll find my way. Through the doubts and the fears, I'll see the light, And emerge from the shadows, ready to fight.
So to the whispers in the dark, I say, You may haunt me now, but not today. I'll rise above, I'll break free, And in the end, I'll finally see.
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