Pick Me Up by Smitha G

I knew this day would breathe dawn upon me,
Where my thoughts stood still in a frozen agony,
Watching a handful of treasurable memories swing by me,
I struggled to scream yet stood helplessly still, watching life drift away in the arms of time,
Quite subtle steps of insanity driven silence, gently crept up my spine,
Paralyzing my every desire, while it brushed across my vulnerable being,
Today was the beginning of a tormenting grand finale,
My hands desperately reached across in a frantic search,
To grab on to any hope that teased me,
I stood still, in complete awareness of my time and space..
My eyes shut in fear, I now tried to look within me,
Tender words of a warm summer breeze, gushed life through my veins,
A heartbeat racing to a long forgotten symphony, awaiting it’s turn,
Innocent voice of a neglected yet cheerful childhood, reminded me of strength,
A scarring youth battling soul hungry vultures, awaiting their turn to mock my morality,
Was an overwhelming evidence for my zesty passion to live,
A universal union of eternal love in spite of whispering tears,
Proved the existence of dignity draped divinity in love,
As this enlightening vision broke through the dark deep dungeons of a scared memory,
I knew it was now my turn to pick up the shattering pieces, not having to look any further,
There wasn’t a reason to seek beyond the sacred purity of a soul,
For I now realized the answer was always well hidden within me,
To pick me up, smile at my past, journey on with my pride leading ahead of me!

Bio: Smitha is a simple and straightforward person who believes in honesty, humanity and soulful poetry above all. Her first love has always been poetry. The ability to remind people of the extraordinary beauty in simplicity has always fascinated her and thus started her wonderful journey into the endless and breathtaking world of poetry!