To the one left behind

To the one left behind
BY MAYOWA ISIAQ

I never thought that this girl would survive
 I never thought that my lips would curl up to a smile
 Not ever again, till the world comes to an end
 But then, I never thought I'd be endangered
 Groping for a reason to live
 Breathing in fear,
 Swimming in self- doubt
 Each new day fills me with terror
 Will I survive? Will I survive?

 I clasped on to the rope of Life
 Will I survive? Will I survive?
 My mind can't contain the fright
 The memories wash in with turbulence
 Will I survive? Will I survive?
 The fear has stripped off the last of my might
 My mind was the only thing I had 
 But then came a tide
 A convulsion in my mind
 I was left alone to bleed dry

 And the last thought that came to my mind
 Before everything went blank
 Will I survive? Will I survive? 

@thegreyclover

Hello Clovers, hope you enjoyed the poem. I wrote this about a year ago with quite a lot on my mind. Fast forward to this day, I can still relate to the exact thoughts that inspired them. Though I can say I’m a little different now, I’m not exactly where I want to be but I sure am working on it.

So dear Clovers, keep pushing through, keep moving forward. Don’t doubt yourself, you will survive and make it through.

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