I have woken up from this nightmare
Thought it was real, to myself became unfair
But, now, I know, none of the monsters were actually there
It was just me and my sick mind
Making up the jail I was locked in
Within me was the key, I was trying to find
That it had been hiding to begin
But it wasn't my mind's fault
It was living in an illusion
Upon my scars, sprinkling salt
Then, applying ice in confusion
But now, that I am awake
Life seems a piece of cake
I had made it harder, it was my mistake
My mind and me
Both were confused
To blame is puberty
My mind was abused
But now that I am over that phase
My mind finally feels awake
The courage and strength it showed deserve some praise
Believed I could still win even when at stake
I no longer hate myself but show love and care
I still do cry but happily wipe my every tear
It all was just a bad dream, a realistic illusion, now, I am aware
My mind had trapped itself all along
Thinking it was all for the good
It made me strong but the way was wrong
I got mature early but at the cost of my childhood
But now that my mind is back in place
I would never believe any illusion
Depression and endless suffering I wouldn't embrace
I will never play with my life in confusion
Oh so rough and tough was that daily grind
But the way out, we both together did find
We are strong together, me and my mind
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Hey there, depressed souls! Here is a motivating poem for a change to pump you guys up to start the week on Sunday.
This poem portrays the feelings one senses once he realizes that he has escaped the dark place he was in. The way he realizes that he had no fault in any of this and opens up to the fact that his now fit mind and he together are stronger than a mountain and can face any challenge life throws his way.
Now, for the people who have followed me from my previous poem collection, keep your eyes open, buddy! An announcement might be coming in the previous poem collection in the near future 😏
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Also, my exam results are coming out on Monday (tomorrow). So, wish me luck because I had the idiocy to publish poems in the midst of my exams. I really deserve some 'Best of luck' for that stunt.
See You Soon!!!
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