Struggle – Musings – An Endeavour to writing

Oh, do I let that guard down?
Oh, do I let you see me?
Will you appear more powerful?
Will you control and hurt me?
How, can I let you do so?
How can I let you in?
How can I give my power away?
How can I trust anyone again?
So, out came the daggers,
To attack and to defend.
I would rather break my own heart,
Than let you win in vain!
Who do we become when we are challenged?
Who do we hide within?
Who are we in defiance?
When we all need the same thing?
Why is this struggle, to win over the other?
When the actual power,
Is in letting go, this struggle!
Victory is in the smiling faces,
In journeys to the happy places.
Our time here will anyways fly,
Whether we resist on comply,
When the soul’s calling is true-
Though we don’t acknowledge it,
You home me, as, I home you!

I see shadows big and thick.
They walk, dance and sometimes trip.
To me, they are featureless with no expressions.
To me, they are flat with no emotions.
To me feelings are intriguing and deceptive.
To all the chaos, I am susceptive.
I lack depth and rigidity.
I lack that intensity.
I wonder why I am shallow? Why all my feelings are hollow?
Is it my numbness or have I changed into unfeeling and biased dame?
Why I have to wonder what I feel?
Why do I need to pause and gather my thoughts?
Why I need time to recollect me and retrospect?
Why I am not spontaneous, even to my own self?
It makes me wonder, what’s the way I exist?
Am I a stranger, even to me?
How can I know, what I feel?
How can I discern my own perspective?
How can I decipher my mystery before I mingle into history?

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