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Jul 2020
I close my eyes and see it
my bed, my joint, my desk
my dream can't it come true even a bit?
is it so difficult I ask?


Just a hint and I would have learnt
there wouldn't have been the need for that
it tore me up and left me burnt,
with no place left for me to fall apart

It had happened before, but not like this
which left me into tiny bits
I’m still looking for her,
she'll pull me out of the pit.

I'm trying to make things all right
jumping through big and small hoops
who will support me during this fight?
now, I’m stuck in a big loop.

My reflection refuses to be mine
it refuses and becomes blind
"where is that child who's lost in time?"
it asks searching my mind.

I found her alas, hidden inside me,
she once lost and retrieved so deep within
it took her a while to decide to be or not to be
She's now trying to live her life given.

She apologizes, she’s sorry for it
but she still can’t bring me back the time I’ve lost
No matter what she does I'll still be in bits
I’m no Supergirl to forgive and have a blast.

One chance is all she asks,
I'll give it to her we both need it.
We've made mistakes in various tasks,
And we both know now how to do it.


I close my eyes and see it,
my bed, my joint, my desk
I ask her and with our faces lit
we march together to conquer the rest.
Rhea Shergill
Written by
Rhea Shergill  26/F/New Delhi, India
(26/F/New Delhi, India)   
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