Strings of doubt, clusters of chaos can soar high
In an imperceptible vague-sky
Your senses can whirl and swirl
No matter who you are, boy or a girl!
They turn your thoughts from bad to worse, for sure!
And you sink in the quagmire of your thoughts, unsure
Brings the feeling of inertia, stagnancy, and negativity
That engulfs you in the mud of frustration, angst, and anxiety.
Yes, they are the hushed swords
Can slaughter your peace and strength’s chord
And you sink in the quagmire, deep
Even your reflection may seem to delete.
Shoo! Shoo away!
Breathe out loud! Calm down!
And listen to your inner voice and look at the ray of light
That peeps through the tiny cracks, a bright-sight!
Your trust and hope can erase the darkness
And like a Phoenix, you can rise with brightness!
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