It was difficult, it was painful,
Should have been little more careful,
Never thought I would get out of it,
Felt like I was drowning into it.
Knowing that I had to leave,
Even though I didn't want to leave,
Loving myself without confidence,
Stressed because of dominance.
It was another journey,
Happy and peaceful,
Cruel and sad,
Lovely yet selfish,
Magical but harmful.
It was another experience,
Of love and patience,
Hatred and nuisance.
Thought this was life,
Too weak to fight,
Forgot it was just a phase,
Which I can reset.
Obliged of permanence,
Yet life is a resonance,
Losing those we love,
Reality of this senseless world.
Moving on from the past,
Ahead of those who hurt,
Entering the new world,
The world of love.
This is the world where I give love,
This is where I receive love,
I can feel hatred but all I see is love,
I am protected by my own love.
It was when I realized both worlds are the same,
Yet, the way we see it is not the same,
All I needed was to change my phase,
I do it in my own way and I call it reset.
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Middle of Two Mirrors
PoetryPeople have different minds and different thoughts. There are different actions that define them. What you do, what you say, what you believe, everything is reflected. What you know is what you believe. Not knowing the truth, thinking of none, a ser...
