Anthology Of Love(Poetry Collection)

Untitled: Part 5

Sometimes I used to feel useless as a white crayon.

It hurts when you go through something, that kills you inside,

But you had to act like it didn't affect you at all,

I hate getting flashbacks from things I don't want to remember.

Those melancholic memories left scars on my heart. 

And shattered me into millions of pieces,

Inside of me was dead but somehow, I managed to escape,

From all the empty tunnels and run through the light.

I never knew I would see a new light, a light that changed my life persistently,

I am so grateful for the person I am today.

Its life's rule that everyone has highs and lows,

But those who remain strong no matter what, are the warriors.

Once my forest was dark, all the trees were sad,

And all the butterflies had broken wings,

But here I am today happier than ever I imagined me to be,

I never lost hope on myself, I knew I could do better.

I simply had to pick up a sword and fight my weaknesses and fears.