#napowrimo2022, #soulcraft, #day11
I sat in solitude as a lone tear rolled down my cheek,
A failure, yet again, had turned my future bleak.
I suddenly heard a voice call out my name,
I wondered if my mind was conjuring up a game.
But then I saw a disheveled figure – oh, she was intimidating,
Taken aback, my heart began pulsating.
She spoke;”Don’t you recognize me, my dear?
I am ‘negativity’ fueled and fed by your fear.
Deep within the stygian alleyways of your distraught mind,
I used to remain locked in quarantine.
Your repeated failures offered rays of hope to me,
Providing loopholes to escape, you see.
I took the opportunity to put your spirits down,
Decrepit, in worries you did drown.
Unabated, I grew day by day,
And finally, to confront you I found a way….”
I became speechless hearing her speak,
Why did I let her grow by becoming weak?
I got up with an air of confidence, I could not let this happen, could I?
With grit and optimism I realized she would die.
With self-affirmation and perseverance, over time she disappeared,
Her dingy residence in my mind was finally cleared.
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