Ain't confused,
Stuck in a web.
Just when I thought I found
The plot twisted
The fold came off
Found myself drowning,
Which left me devastated.
I know the path
I know I choose is right
Things were supposed to be this way
I wanna let go
Yet the thought 'what - if' lingers
I am not to blame
I ain't blamed
But 'what - if' it just didnot happen
That voice in my head
For something I didnot cause
For something I can't control
How Stupid?
Yet 'what if' whispered
Tears rolled my cheeks
Thoughts trespassed,
my quite screams.
I am caged!
Chest tightened,
dugged in my trembling body.
I fainted, or so I thought!
Staring up at the ceiling blank, again
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Author:
Cynthia Seven (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 21st, 2026 18:02
- Comment from author about the poem: Sharing a piece of my Heart.
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Bad dream or bad trip it speaks of the surreal. Well done
It was a really bad trip, and the voices in my head still torment me. I hope this time will pass as well, and a new ray of light will help me turn the page. Thank you friend.
As is said all things must pass and I hope that it passes quickly for you. You are most welcome and best wishes.
This feels like the moment when the heart whispers truths the world can’t hear. The way you shaped doubt, fear, and resilience into imagery is powerful. You’re not alone in that “what‑if” spiral—your voice makes it seen.
I agree, the voices give us various perspectives on a certain situation or person, as the saying goes, to decide your own fate - thus the decision comes from the choices we make, no matter good or bad. Thank you so much, friend.
Change direction where ever it was you were going wasn't the right path. 🌹 A wonderful. Write
Thank you so much 🙂
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