She Is A Mess Poem by Sakshi Dubey

trudging on dark street
with heavy heart
amidst the enigma
of moonlight,
her desolation was
tangled up
in between
dreams and life

broken, fragile she
grows the grief in her
heart unknowingly,
screaming in her
silence whilst delving
out the buried uncertainties
'bout life, death, pain,
scars, lies and truth

neither life is predictable
nor is the death, yet she
thrives for the prediction
of both amongst the
traumas and tragedies,
hoping for the dreams
to become alive as life again.

in between questioning
the life about,
what does it mean to
s u r v i v e
amidst the labyrinth of
s u f f e r i n g?
she somehow made her
soul a home for affliction
and melancholic dreams

annihilating the
hallucination from
her life by being tired
from this chaos,
she stands there
wishing for some magic
to crack her heart into
pieces and herself into
the ashes forever.

- SaKsHi DuBeY