I was just a flicker,
a light that die so soon,
that's me when I was starting as a writer,
i treat myself as no good
and so i can't finish anything
words seem to opposed me
i was always stuck in the middle,
tried to work it out but i just couldn't
underwent hundreds of revision,
did i lack of devotion?
i widely opened up my skull
and out of my chest, i laid my heart,
i had exposed and bare my all
what did i do wrong?
my insecurity shrieked, "Everything!"
and i did agreed that my works are ugly,
that i wasn't born with the talent
then i wonder why i never grew?
the next moment, the wind blew,
the fire was gone in just a matter of second
though it took me years to write again
because whenever i looked at empty sheet
i was believing then not believing
it was never easy to trust myself,
but the hope of other people was a big help
when i wages war with myself to be confident
for too long I had been lost
but i won the battle, i'd known my purpose;
that is to burn the stage
now that i am more self-assuring
it inspired my passion for writing
i became a fire that is so intense
beware, i can put you aflame
just watch me hold the page.16:58, 022518

BINABASA MO ANG
Poetic Flair
RandomCompilation of English poems written by Coreen Pristine. The cover is artwork of amidst.silence entitled Dusk.