Like an actress

Coming back from hell

On the way

To higher destinations

Calling their names

Caught in between

In strange means

Of transport

Under unknown circumstances

Intertwined

With this life

Like a red ribbon

Hurting, stabbing, slandering, judging

Never knowing where I’m going

*

“I know, so leave me alone

My goal is arranged

The path is jarring

But it’s totally mine

So, get off

Your dirty hands

From my

Fastidiously woven dreams”

*

As I played them all out

I entered my own stage

Although with no audience

I’m here on my own

Bruised is my face

My hair will be grey soon

My skin is wrinkled

My eyesight is poor

My physique – unique

I don’t need

To be admired

My soul will never expire

Only grow stronger

Even if I die

There will always be something to talk about

I just need to make sure that

Every moment I lived mattered

For me for sure, and for others?

If they too find value in me

Then it means

It was worth living

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April – September 2022

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