The Battle of Survival
Sometimes, I feel lost.
My heart is aching as it gets stabbed.
Depression takes over me.
As it is the owner of my soul.
No direction to go.
As a lost kitten in the street.
The fear is still echoing in my mind.
As it builds a room inside my head.
In the struggle of being a mother.
The amount of responsibility filled me.
The worry of giving up haunts me.
How am I going to survive?
When will my day be?
To fight the battle.
To protect my cubs.
To get back what I lost.
To achieve what I want.
How long could I survive this battle?
Bad allies around me.
Trying to slay me down.
No matter what happens.
I am not ready to give up.
One day will come.
The roar of lioness inside me will be heard.
To rule the kingdom without its king.
Until that,
I will fight.
The battle of my survival.
Copyright © Yamunna Wahthi | Year Posted 2021
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