A Storm in the Mind
In the stillness of night, when shadows draw near,
An unease awakens, a whisper of fear.
Thoughts race like wildfire, igniting the dark,
A tempest of worries that leaves a stark mark.
Heartbeats like thunder, a drum in my chest,
Each moment feels heavy, a never-ending quest.
Breath catches softly, like waves on the shore,
In the depths of my mind, I am lost evermore.
The world spins around me, a blur in my sight,
Familiar faces fading, all bathed in twilight.
Questions like arrows, sharp and unkind,
Piercing through silence, relentless in kind.
"What if?" and "Why?" haunt the corners of thought,
A maze filled with echoes of battles I fought.
Each sigh is a burden, each whisper a chain,
In the storm of my mind, I'm ensnared by the pain.
Yet amidst the chaos, a flicker of light,
A reminder that courage can shine through the night.
With each breath I take, I ground myself here,
In the tapestry woven of struggle and fear.
I learn to embrace the discomfort that stings,
To dance with the shadows, to spread my own wings.
For though anxiety lingers, a shadow in tow,
I'll find strength in the journey, in learning to grow.
So here's to the moments when the storm starts to swell,
To the battles we face, both personal and well.
For in every heartbeat, there's power to be found,
In the ebb of the tide, we learn to stand our ground.
With patience and kindness, I'll weather the storm,
Embracing the chaos, finding peace in the norm.
For the waves may be crashing, but I'll learn to navigate,
In the depths of my being, I'll rise and create.
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Whispers of the Soul: part 2
ПоэзияThis is my second poetry book. I will be updating this one with a new poem every day from each category.
