As I stand on a cliff just about to fall to my death.
I think about the life I have had.
I wonder, who was the person beside me all these years.
I look to my left to see a figure standing next to me.
"Who are you?",I asked.
The figure slowly uttered,"I am the one person,
who will always walk beside you."
Suddenly,
I broke out into laughter.
"How come I have never seen you or felt you?"
"How come you were never there when I was hurt or broken?"
"Mayleena I have always been there but you never saw me,
I encouraged you but you never listened.
I created the world to grant your wishes.
I have you the strength to survive.
No matter where you go or do,
I will always be there to sit beside you."
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A road to poetry
PoesieThis is a collection of poems I just wrote because I kind of enjoy writing poems. (Updates are on Friday or Saturdays)