Fighting Soul

A cool breeze touched my dry skin ,

and woke me from a bad dream .

And made me stroll around the room

Thinking about my murky future.

And stood still like a frozen water.

Could see folks through my window ;

Busy in their morning regime .

And I feel slothful.

I couldn’t control my thoughts ,

I overthink a lot ,

My mind is unbalanced,

Feel anxiety at times.

Thoughts wander like a divine spark.

There’s something that haut  me ,

A force that stops me ;

Pushes me away from my Goals .

In the name of self doubts and insecurities ;

I try to overcome ,

Fighting it night and day.

                                                           ~Sruthi Unnikrishnan 

                                                             Coimbatore, India

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