FOUND MY STRENGTH
From crying loud in the dead of night,
To tears that vanished out of sight.
From giving love with all my soul,
To watching it slip beyond control.
From “I need him, he’s my air,”
To “I’ll breathe just fine, he’s unaware.”
From holding tight to every friend,
To letting go , no need to pretend.
I gave too much, I broke too fast,
Now even peace feels hard to grasp.
Each thought , a whisper turned to scream,
Even hope feels like a dream.
In all this chaos, I didn’t just grow
I cracked, I healed, I bled, I froze.
Now every thought, be it joy or dread,
Haunts me like ghosts I never chose.
I don’t beg. I don’t chase.
I’ve found my strength in empty space.
-Ekta
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