Vision

This girl was envious of everything 
that she had aspired to be. 
Which had been formed by doubts
that she couldn't see herself as thee.
Everything had seemed to prevent her 
from proceeding to gain everything 
she would like to become and to receive. 
As the fight became stronger, the blows 
to the dreams as if she was paying 
back something that she couldn't foresee. 
Hope seemed to be everything that she 
looked to while she dug herself through
her troubles screaming just believe. 
No matter how many bruises or scars 
she came out with in the end. It was
Just that little bit of light that helped relieve. 
To let go of all those harsh thoughts of how 
she thought that little girl wouldn't turn into 
this woman that she has aspired to be

Reviews

[Fahmida]

A very good poem keep up good work.
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[InsanityWriter]

Beautifully done. (: Those last few lines were my favorites.