Where do you confide?
When the world is against you.
When the universe turns its back on you.
When the one you hold on to abandons you.
When you feel out of place.
When your home feel cold.
When you're lost on the way.

What do you do?
When nothing seems to work out.
When all you can do is cry.
When all that you have is yourself.
When they say you can't do it.
When they pressed you down.
When they say you don't deserve it.

Where would you go?
Where do you start?
Where would you confide?
Where would you lay your head?
Where would you call home?
Where can you find peace?
Where can you heal?
Where can you grow?

Nowhere; Just nowhere!
I'll find my peace, my solace;
Not anywhere, but somewhere.
Deep in the Chasm of the words.
I find my peace. I am at home.
I'll be fine, i'll heal eventually,
as the words frame into a sentence,
and I'll be as new as a new Dawn;
When a poetry is Born!


© _virhejuN

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