Fractured Realities

A Journey Through Doubt and Flickering Hope

Photo by Chris Linnett on Unsplash

Behind all these life structures,
There’s someone being ruptured.
In the hope of relief,

Every time, what I got was grief.
Trying to manufacture,
Everything I had got fractured.

Of all the capability,
There is no stability,
As doubt inhabits each and every grain,

As success becomes unknown to my brain.
As ease is nowhere near in sight,
As hope is like a flickering candle’s light.
To life, I have lost it all.