It's a Part of Me

It's a part of me, A burgeoning hole in my heart, Whose cause I know not. A special kind of misery Made especially for me. Is life truly a worth of my time? Or is it but a dream? I know not. Forever seems like an eternity; And I only want to be a part of mortality. Shaken up inside out, Like a fizzy beverage, When opened, it rushes out, onto your face So am I just the same, Rushing by with time. For time is so short, And hopes are but a thought, It heeds not one's call, And if is missed, it's entirely your fault. For sorrow has become my second name, Even when I'm unaware, it's still there And so I count upon myself, To make me not torment oneself, I've learned to let go; And become the embodiment of my dreams For surely they'd make me be, A better someone and something Who I can love to have been.. My sister would tell me anxiety is like a sea, It tramples over the shores of your being. Deteriorating all in its path, A drug that's not good for me. So I've come to learn, To promise myself to earn, A treasure of peace and love, From being a comrade in arms, Not avoiding or fleeing away, when at sight But caress it and accept it be For it is but a part of me.. 14/11/20 It's a part of me - Life and the perceptions and philosophies you hold Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Silent One