By Prachi Bhatia
The stillness of the night,
Instills a deep fear inside,
Nobody would ever understand,
Plight of the soul that silently cried.
The scars and the lessons,
From the first time I tried,
Gnaw at my soul,
Like some deadly parasite.
I still dare to dream,
After all the distress and disquiet,
Battling my demons bravely,
Nothing could stop my stride.
Risk of losing myself and my life,
Holding onto my dreams tight,
Questioning the worth, worrying all night,
I know for sure giving up isn't right.
The tranquility of the next morning,
Would again soar my spirits so high,
Forgetting my struggles I'll disguise a smile,
And begin a new day with a new vibe.