Ha! Finally! I made it!
The cheers of success,
celebrations of accomplishment,
rewards for endless nights.
Yes, I made it.
Future locked in, drowned in comfort.
The estranged worry of failure,
the begotten fear of being lowly.
I made it. I made it?
Yet the echo of my voice,
a congratulatory disguise
masking emptiness in perfection.
“Did I make it? “-
a whisper from my shadow,
The haunting question of a weakened soul,
a nobody buried deep within.
Golden trophies,
the lavishness of luxury-
But at what cost?
Lost chances, stolen time.
I won, an achievement indeed.
A goal obtained.
But the sense of purpose-
Oh~ so long and forgotten.
For whom are these gains?
From where comes the applause?
A lone victor,
with a lonely victory.
Alone at the top,
a head above the clouds,
covered in the mist of success,
with nowhere left to go.
About the Creator
Aya D.
creator of desdeignierx, world created that makes peace with a chaotic soul
The Girl Who Lived in the Forest
Deep beyond the last stone houses of the valley, there was a wide, quiet forest where sunlight moved gently through the leaves and the wind spoke in soft whispers. In that forest lived a young girl named Elina. She had lived there for as long as she could remember, in a small wooden cabin built beside a clear stream. While others found the forest frightening, Elina called it home.
By Bilal Mohammadi6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
The contrast between success and emptiness is so powerful