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Battles and Struggles

Nov 15, 2022
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By Kengam Kamsi


Crawling myself out from the darkness leaving the decrepit self behind inhaling-exhaling taking a deep breath stepping outside my comfort line mask in mask out heaviness shrouds suddenly it's hard to breathe

I looked around and felt like a fool fearful that many faces are laughing back at me came back to the same old hole felt pathetic and self-disgusted a small voice then whispered to me bravo! you rose above your anxieties you rose above your fears. you are not pathetic you are brave you are beautiful.


Rainbows and butterflies


Chasing rainbows Losing my grip Lost in my upside-down fantasy Drunk in this hopeless feeling Dancing happily To the rhythm of this daydreaming feeling please, don't tell me now that it's a sin Let me enjoy this moment Don't take my muse away from me.





Crossroads


She found herself standing in the middle of the crossroads Not knowing which path to take Desperately looking for someone That could guide her to the unknown Shilly-shally she began to take her steps To a path which was unknown She wanted to go to each road and see where it would lead But she was scared of the mess there could be Stuck and desperate to come out of this crossroads.

Options

Read behind those lines Read behind those smiles You will find a soul Who is trying her best not to fall apart Who is trying her best to stay strong Despite all the odds.



Wanderer.

We all feel the need to escape to escape from our fears to escape from our insecurities

To escape the numb feeling of life we want to feel ourselves again We want to be free again But we choose to come back to Reality anyway We remember that it is our solid ground it is where we belong, it is our home.


Lover's quarrel


Do I love you?

Do I love you not?

What is the point of answering it?

When I can't do both.


By Kengam Kamsi




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