Consumed by the thoughts
of despair,
I turn back to
See my past self stare.
Eyes all pure
With innocence,
Yet with a heart all
Dark and torn apart.
Shaking my head vigorously,
I turn towards the other side,
Just to face
myself from,
The future time.
A tear slides down my face
As I alternate between
Time.
As I stared at myself
To back when
I was a child.
I take her in a warm embrace.
I ask her how she was.
Was she happy!
Or was she in tears?
I look up at her face
As I say,
Oh dear how have u been,
I am sorry I couldn't
Protect you from
Them demons back then.
It's okay dear,
She smiles in tears.
I don't blame you at all,
I know for sure that you have
Grown up to prosper.
Afterall we are only here to
Help you realise your worth.
Self doubt engulfs me
I turn to my own self
from future .
I don't know,
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WHISPERS OF THE SOUL ||Poetry||
PoetryA soul so broken and trifled at heart, She writes in order to escape the world. Names of random objects in mind, She keeps writing to escape norms and time... Caged by the chains of restraint! & caged by the expectations to come. No one to turn to f...
