I wrote this poem a few years ago when I had an important decision to make regarding my own state of mind and where I wanted to go. Since I've recently come across many of you in the same position as what I was in back then, I thought I'd share this.
There's always light at the end of the tunnel.
I was standing on the precipice
Of what would or would not be,
And with my mind I fought
To falter or be free.
Though with my dying star,
It’s colours all Indigo and gold,
I couldn’t stray too far
From it’s light or captivating hold.
I wished upon it,
Almost down on my knees,
I loved it and worshipped it,
As silly as it seemed.
And then I realised: it’s light…it was fading
And I couldn’t save it from itself,
I turned away, even though I wanted to stay,
It no longer mattered what I felt.
So, I chose to be strong, be free,
And I walked away from all that spoilt and marred,
But then I remembered what I loved for, and lived for,
And now I no longer wish upon that star.
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