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Fighting yourself
It is a challenge to adapt, learn, and move forward
There is so much noise around
hitherto, a lull inside
this screeching silence
so many wishes laden to sleep
so many nights woken and weighted
Holding on to hope
she entered a forest of quiet dreams
wild at the edges
She feared
doubted if she knew
How far could she go?
never been on an adventure
her timid soul, cowed down
the weathering of her persona
had eclipsed her sunshine
it is hard to get past your own self
your mind, your inhibitions,
a fight, tough to wage
if this wild has to be crossed
the scabrous past must be
washed and forgotten
having conversations with your ghost
cajoling it to pull out of this bog









