Introspection - Poem by Roshni D'Souza
Journey into depth of soul,
slippery slope or mere hell-hole;
taken despite wary warning
finds may cause massive mourning.
Reaching, rasping, regurgitating;
finding, feeling, formulating
thoughts unseen, untold, unknown,
long forgotten and forlorn.
Raped by my own regret;
insulted by my intellect;
scarred by scathing sarcasm;
flailing, falling into chasm.
Beaten, broken, left for dead;
blatant bleeding in my head;
holding heart in trembling hand;
regretting journey in this land.
Journey long and journey cold;
jarring, jolting, journey old;
turning over every stone;
journey taken all alone.
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