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Oct 12
Today I met my biggest fear
My younger self,
Her sparkling eyes in despair
Asked me if we have reached there.
I, ashamed of myself didn’t looked into her eyes.
I stared hard at the ground, hoping it would open and make me sink inside.

She didn’t said anything for a moment then cried out loud.
Her cry pierced the air,
Raw and broken as if all her hopes disappeared
“I knew this would happen, I knew we would loose again,
All is my fault, I shouldn’t have dream that in the first place.”
Her voice sent a shiver down my spine, I trembled down to my core,
I looked up at her and noticed how desperately she wanted to restore.
I knew we had progressed, but right now only the outcome mattered,
We had failed once again and it seemed all our dreams got shattered.
She didn’t said a word after that and left quietly.
I was left again alone, lonely.
I stood their for some time
and then went back to study.
This is my story of making progress despite failing ,
A tale I thought was worth sharing.
My younger self is the one I fear the most ,
Because it feels like I have made her dreams of becoming ‘ that person’ lost.
But life gave me the choice to keep moving on,
So I am holding onto that right now and trying to stay strong.
Returning to reality and growing is tough,
But that’s what makes the journey worth enough.
Happy journey!
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