Trigger Warning
Lately my life refuses to be dictated;
My so-called journey drifts through the obscure.
Constrained by my mind, I witness my heart get mutilated;
Or at least that’s how I’ve justified the impure.
Crafting memories I’m too high to reclaim;
With companions who are mere shadows in the glow;
Before the struggle even starts, I succumb to shame;
Escaping a fate with nowhere left to go.
I can’t keep my head above this vast water.
The murmurs merge into a cacophony that shouts.
One by one, my dreams grow fainter, slaughtered.
Can you truly blame me for my doubts?
The burdens stacked high press down like a crown.
Yet I still bear the weight of others’ despair.
I strive to remain silent, not utter a sound.
Conditioned to believe strength hides in despair.
I’m weary; it’s been ages since I’ve truly rested.
And months since I’ve felt the warmth of a home.
But I’m not ready to yield, nor be tested.
I refuse to relinquish my throne.
So to all of you who exploit with no care,
Relish your peaceful dreams through the night.
For karma is ruthless, biting with flair,
And will feast on your troubles with delight.
My thoughts now gleam like polished stone
shadows and whispers creep through my dreams at night
cigarettes linger, masking the battles fought on my skin
I offer my silence to ears that promise light, as I brace for the fight