Shadows Of My Dreams.

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Aren't we all? 

SHADOWS OF MY DREAMS: 

I’m as timid as a mouse,

Because sometimes, I fear too much.

I fear the future, I fear my mind,

I fear my feelings, I fear my lunch.

I fear the truth the weighing scales tell,

Of my weight increasing and adding.

I fear the nutrition so much,

I would rather starve to start subtracting.

I fear the wrath of others;

They explode more in my mind than in reality.

Their power causes me to shrink,

Into my little shell; softly, quietly.

I fear being weak and vulnerable,

And this makes me sob even harder.

All my thoughts, pilling onto each other;

The weight of it crushes me faster.

I want to learn to be stronger;

To be impervious to the insults others throw.

I don’t want to be scared of their power,

To stop them from snatching my soul.

I want to be able to tell my mind,

“You’re wrong about everything.”

No, I want to prove it wrong myself,

To stop living in the shadows of my dreams.

I want to be able to tell my heart,

That I’m so much smarter than it.

So it should stop controlling me,

Stop making me grovel and plead.

When I’m stronger, I can finally live

My life as I should be living it properly.

Then, I would have the right to say,

I have stopped being a coward, finally. 

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