Once was a time where I mattered.

My voices, opinions, interests were all over, scattered.

Once was a moment when heavenly rays of the sun would warm my skin.

Those days are gone, now but a myth told only to my kin.


Once I had a belief, that one day I will step out of the shadows.

Not knowing the ever growing gloom would envelop myself in sorrows.

Once I had a chance to repel this menacing superpower.

But only to find myself pushed, back turned to the corner.


Once I knowingly pushed back the void.

With all my might and courage I could have deployed.

Once was a time where I had feared oneself.

Only to pack it up and store this burden onto a shelf.





  • Author: C.L. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 20th, 2017 23:18
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 29
  • Users favorite of this poem: gina~, destinyk.
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  • gina~

    This is absolutely amazing

    • C.L.

      Thank you so much

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