What do I do with my insecurities?
My helplessness has led me
To the most stressful road
Not travelled by many.
.
The tunnel seems longer
Than the earth’s diameter
Yet no sign of light
But, soon it will shine, I’m sure.
.
My daily cup of positivity
Has turned toxic
In the long row of waiting
The hopes have been hectic.
.
Does talking it out
Help alleviate the agonies?
Or painting it on a canvas wall
Makes one less anxious?
.
Taking baby steps– walking and falling
Slowly regaining my confidence
I’ll rise and climb the Everest
From this deep dark trench.
*****
Picture credit: Sanaea Sanjana, unsplash.com
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