#UnbearableLoss

Eight in the evening,
Two in the morning.
Trying to hold myself up.

Confusion flooded my mind,
Doubt overpower my dream.
Drowning from the situation I am in.
Can I be able to overcome it?

Afraid of what may come,
Afraid of what people might say,
Afraid of what the future holds.

Can I stand still?
Can I survive?
Can I step forward?
From this unbearable situation.

Is being little late that bad?
Is being left out robs the future success?
Can I be able to bear the situation?


© Belle Estores