Cross road

Standstill at a junction

Of present

Two directions

Two outcomes

One heading towards glories of past

Other heading towards oblivion of silence

Uncertainty rules

Choice is beyond me

I have to wait

Until the war clouds drizzle down

And clear the sky

Mistakes of past haunt me

Journey towards unknown beckon me

I’ve forgotten my own soul

I am searching for my old self

Lost somewhere in ocean of quarrels

Lost my goodwill on the mountain of agony

I tried to dig it down to find plain ground

Where I lost my identity

As I wish to be recognized again

And tear apart the tag of imposter

Perceptions built on first impressions

Now stands tall in front of my own shadows

I feel dwarfed by the weight of my own image

I razed scars with my words

Now I wish to heal them with compassion

I seek forgiveness

But my lost identity

Blocks my entry to old pathway

Hopelessly

I stare at the barren new path

As time ticks down

But I wish for a new path

For a new start

Straight from the past

Without the murmurs of discontent

Without the suspicion of another breakdown

With a belief of harmony

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