Transcendence: A Poem for Myself
This is me a WANDERER, struggling in the most FRAGILE reality of the one inside me.
I am continuously moving around, yet AFRAID to break and shatter.
I live a life of pain, always painting the OUTSIDE with the colorful irony of the INSIDE.
I am sketching my heartaches with a colorful smile,
pretending to be OBLIVIOUS of the things i wish to change but CANNOT.
SCARRED from the very beginning, I remained the ANTONYM of a beautiful creation.
Cynical towards that "HAPPINESS" others talked about,
I had been the most cruel critique towards the spirit that HIDES within me.
I am the enemy of my "SELF".
The nemesis of the TRUTH of my being a daughter of GOD.
Each day I find it hard to ARTICULATE what I am afraid of,
taking each stride with utmost care.
I'm NOT looking back, I'm NOT looking anywhere.
I harshly direct myself each day to spend every energy to inspire others around me...
so that THEY may have the REASON to live,
and go on which I NEVER had and still DON'T HAVE.