Daniya xxx Poet Prose

A Day in my Shoes

Practicing how to breathe, when there's a shortness of breath.A slow rhythm in the background calms me down, when a void tried to look into me.I was up alone yet again while the demons of the night visited me. Has it been a year now since sleep has become paralysing.I dared something much deeper within me, to find out it wasn't me who was talking back. A mindless creature may exist outside my comfort zones. Too long since we found a sense of belonging inside our lives, so I stepped into other people's life. Only to be found as different than all the rest. Being like this was never choice, have you ever seen what afflicts me? Please don't kick me out of your circle, it's dark where I am.I found you to understand me, helped me out of my misery. It's a gratitude that I don't belong with the monsters,my skin still remembered the abuse it's done to me. I've grown to be stronger than them, yet still my mind has captivated an attention of a million.

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Silent One November 16, 2024 at 3:44 AM I like how your Your poem delves into the raw and complex emotions of inner struggle and healing, offering readers a window into a deeply personal journey. The opening lines, "Practicing how to breathe, when there's a shortness of breath," immediately set a poignant tone, capturing the weight of anxiety and the effort required to face it. The imagery of demons visiting during sleepless nights and the void looking back conveys a haunting, yet relatable, sense of inner turmoil.