Forge

By Akshika Singh

The hardest part was crumbling,

Surrendering myself to their lies.

I couldn’t grasp my courage,

Like a flower submerged in snow.

They believed a false rumour,

Convinced that it was a memory.

My protests were hollow sounds,

I was told to keep my voice down.

I thought I had lost the chance,

Lost my momentum, engulfed by lies.

I struggled to find myself,

Find my way in this barren desert.

I realized that I couldn’t be found,

That new beginnings aren’t easy to come across.

I resolved to do what most avoid,

My courage bloomed, I crafted myself.

It was a slow pace to clarity,

But I was gaining steam;

And in the end, I forged myself.

I forged Resilience.

By Akshika Singh