Finally
Lost in a vision
Through a struggle of confusion
Life feels like such a drag
Since she carries enough pain to fill in a bag
Tears of another turn of wrong choices
Echoed in her mind by different hurt voices
Trying to restore a simple smile with a thought
Wishing that happiness could be bought
So she could stop on this pursuit of hopelessness
Because all it ever brings is despair and unhappiness
As she realizes that everything around her is bound to disappoint
She lies scared, torn and with no one to appoint
As her revivor
She listens to the ones around as they try to convince her that she is indeed a survivor
Crushed, drained, she finds comfort in her sorrow
Till the next one comes and they willing to borrow
A part of themselves for yet another journey of a writer's epilogue
But then we all know how it all fades with just the prologue
If only we could deny ourselves the thirst of misconception
In time before we burst into disorientation
Caused by life's ultimate checker
Reality!
Poetry Princess
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