The Awakening

Gayathri Achar posted under PenMuse-37 Poetry on 2022-01-21



Finding myself in an abyss, Filled with a sense of misery, Feelings of melancholy fill this Feeble heart of a nobody. Impossible is how everything I’ve found, I feel totally lost and hopeless, Invisible I’ve become to the world around, Intense agony has left me in distress. Magic, I wish is something real, which can Melt away my worries with a spell. Must I wait for a miracle to happen? Moving me out of this deep well. All at once I’m struck with a realization, A spell I don’t require to escape from this plight, Alone I will arise, all shadows I shall shun, And walk onto a new path of light.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!