Walking through the fire
Walking through the fire that is lit within,
is a tough task.
who lit the fire please don't ask.
The fire is so destructive,
engulfing anything minutely creative.
It is a monster starving,
it is a parasite eating you away.
it is a predator living within observing.
The fire is waiting for you to lose hope,
making you dejected and helpless provoking you to leave the rope.
The courage is in walking and walking,
not stopping when you want to .
once you have walked through the fire,
you will come out new,
not ashamed of your failures,
not dejected with the rejections.
not harbouring hate for yourself anymore,
not picking your scabs and letting it rest and learning to endure.
Copyright © Garima Dubey | Year Posted 2022
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