Struggles of fighting things in my head
Plus the anxiety because of pressure
Keeps suppressing my chest,
I can't even find my mind to rest.
Pandemic and boredom makes me stagnant,
Triggering overthinking and questioning
Of "how and when to pass?"
And one day I crossed the other path
Where I meet a pack of wolves;
They are huge and big and strong,
They have eyes burning like fire in the dark;
I can sense the determination behind their back
And their desire to build towers is my favorite part.
With them I see hope to continue my battle,
Because of them I can see a Tiger in my water's reflection,
I know there is more of me that I don't know yet,
I just have to unleash the cover of my half self.
The light that beholds with these fearless wolves
Brings glitters to those dreams who loses my hopes
And leave paw prints in the snow for me to follow,
Who am I to refuse the kind and gentle gesture?
I learned how to be productive even at home,
I now stop questioning my existence
On "how and when my struggles may end?"
Just here to thank them,
... and I'm always proud of them.
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Poetry[An Open Diary] An A'Tin's message to SB19 who saved her from drowning into the ocean of grief and for fighting the sirens of disturbing images in her head.
