Exhausted inside out
Mind in rumble
Housed dejected doubts.
Memories melted
Dark and sweet
With pocketful of dreams.
The girl who reached
For the stars
Now bound in four walls.
Expectations, fear
Cage of despair
Were her downfall.
Influenced by others
Her voice got lost
Amidst the sphere.
Spiralled abyss
Dragged her down
A push was all needed.
Masks were beautiful
A break from the cycle
Still her soul took a toll.
Mirror image smiled
Attempted a rise
And wondered,
"Where was her carefree innocent self lost?"
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Glitter or Dust? ✔️
PoetryA challenge has been set. Thoughts gather around having a discussion, What to write? Glittering views of life or dusty old memories? Words shall flow and the paper shall glow. - - A 30-day writing challenge from 1 June to 30...
