Shards of the soul,
I have no control.
Fear grips me tight,
To face this, I see no light.
I am alone here,
I do worry as they leer,
Pressure builds gradually,
To prove myself naturally.
Isolation is my goal,
It feels like burning coal.
Smoking your insides,
Rising a mental tide.
Loneliness my companion,
I feel like a champion.
Conquering my fear,
When I know triumph is near.
A/N- Heyya Wattpaders! I was feeling slightly low today, and I ended up in spending some alone time with myself. Doing that, I realised that we can be alone at times to rediscover ourselves. So always make some progress.
Stay happy, be awesome.
KY
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Broken and the shambles
PoetryWe have been hit hard by life. We learn and relate from our experiences. This poem is about how life flung curveballs, it is about how bad I have been hit, and finally, it is about how I tamed the wild beast we all refer to as life.
