Here comes another season
a season of hard times
the pinnacle of this exhausting race
"Why do you look so unhappy"? they ask
I smile and I leave unmasked
desire to come back
and bring the old version of myself
but then I remember
I was killed and then awakened
with no skills and no weapon
and here I am
hunting for an affair
gasping for more air
marching down the town square
looking around for someone who might care.
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Author:
fikrioshin (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: 1. The Message of "Resilient Vulnerability" The poem tells that it is okay to feel "unarmed" in the face of a challenge. Even if you feel you have "no skills and no weapon" (no preparation or confidence), the fact that you are "awakened" and "marching" in the town square means you have survived the worst. Starting over is hard, and feeling unprepared is part of the human journey. You don't have to have it all figured out to keep moving forward. 2. The Message of "The Public vs. Private Self" The line "I smile and I leave unmasked" highlights the exhaustion of trying to meet others' expectations. It tells the reader that beneath the "smile" we show to society (the town square), there is often a person "gasping for air." Be kind to everyone you meet; many are fighting invisible battles while smiling at you. You are not alone in your struggle to find someone who truly 'cares'. 3. The Message of "Irreversible Growth" The "desire to bring back the old version of myself" is a feeling everyone knows. But the poem suggests that once a "season of hard times" changes you (the "death" and "awakening"), you cannot go back. You are a new, perhaps more fragile, but more authentic version of yourself. Hardship changes us. Instead of trying to find the 'old you,' learn to navigate the world as the 'new you'—even if you feel like you're starting from scratch.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
poem of doing not trying of being oneself and not afraid to do so. Well written
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