I've been really fearful,
of what the future holds,
and the harsh challenges,
of changing times.
I've always tried,
to constantly avoid,
everything that tends to symbolize,
transitions and adjustments in life,
from new chapters and new faces,
to entirely unknown places.

I've simply chosen to run away,
from all that speaks of change,
and refused to let go of comfort,
only to save my heart from being hurt.
But little did I know,
that all I've ever pushed away,
has only come with the intention,
to let me know what it takes,
to be a courageous warrior,
and rise like a phoenix,
from those ashes,
that recite the poems of my struggle.

The way I felt like a lost child,
quivering in the middle of a strange crowd,
unable to catch hold,
of every obstacle being thrown,
towards my way,...