Alone with myself
As I whisper to the walls of my thoughts
I feel a power within…
Power of my dream punching my pride with brute force.
Alone with myself
I saw the face of my self belief wearing the spectacle of success
Walking pass the tides of failure without the fingers of recess
Alone with myself
I felt how time dance to the tune of fate
Neither I was asked whether I am brave or not
I walk through the terrace of life trying to prove whether I’m strong or to be proved wrong
I know…
Time is a prison for solace to walk alone.
©MBH