Guilt filled to my brim
Forcing me to keep myself dim.
Being unable to spill the beans,
I think I threw out my heart's key.
Under the ocean it might be seen
But who till yet have there been?
Denser is becoming my forest mind,
Not letting sunlight to enter,
For it understood how it always ended.
Keeping it real has already became all fake
Like promise has become just some words for sake.
No one admits that the experiences are all same,
There's nothing here so big to feel so lame.

Each day I'm feeding my timidness
Like, if it's me, it's gonna be the end of the world,
And it has always been like that.
Even though I learnt from my experiences,
I feel it would've been better
If someone stood by me to reinforce me.
If I was foretold about my materialistic journey,
I would've been atleast 20% doubt free of myself.

Even after acknowledging the root cause,
I feel like am stuck.
May I be released from this unending loops
By increasing my focus on life's whoops.
Surrounded by snakes everyday,
I'm forced to step back from the reality.

Even after all these years
I always finds out something to fear.
Always felt like running out of this jungle forever,
But something inside is pulling me telling whatever.
Each day now I hear the word Balance from within,
Like a cleansing Rain that comes
To refresh our garden.
And with that now I keep going.

© 🐳Praveena🌌✨️