Tag: Walkingshadowpoetry
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The Voice Inside Spoken word.
I used to wake up every morning,With a weight on my chest,Feeling like the world was too big,And I was too small to exist. You see, there’s this voice inside my head,It told me lies every day,“You’re not enough,” it whispered,“Why even try? Just stay away.” I’d stand in front of the mirror,But couldn’t meet…
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Title: Rising Above
I used to hide in shadows,Afraid to be seen,Feeling small in a worldWhere everyone seemed so big. Every mirror whispered lies,“You’re not enough,” it said,And I believed each word,Letting them sink deep in my head. I shrank from every challenge,Thinking I would fail,Watched others chase their dreams,While mine grew frail and pale. But one day,…
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Rising from the Shadows…
I used to stand in front of the mirror,Staring at a face that I didn’t know,Fingers tracing lines I wished would disappear,Eyes searching for a spark that refused to show. I heard whispers in my mind,Telling me I wasn’t enough,Each word echoing through my soul,Making every breath feel tough. I hid behind a smile,Pretending I…
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The Servant King.
A leader, they say, is someone strong,But strength isn’t shouting when things go wrong.It’s not in the power, the titles, the fame,A true leader knows it’s not just a name. A leader isn’t the one who stands tall,But the one who kneels when you stumble and fall.They don’t just give orders and walk away,They’re there…
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Guarded Heart.
I’ve been here before,In the space between love and loneliness,Where the echoes of past heartbreaksResonate louder than the whispers of new beginnings. I’ve stood on the edge of vulnerability,Looking down at the possibility of love,And wondered—Do I dare dive in again?Or do I stay on this ledge,Safe from the storms but far from the sun?…
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The Fear of Love, The Craving for Love
I’ve been down this road before,Where love feels like a battlefield,And every scar tells a story,Of promises broken,Of trust shattered,Of dreams that turned to dust. I gave my heart,Like a gift wrapped in hope,And watched as it was taken,Then tossed aside,As if my love wasn’t enough,As if I wasn’t enough. I craved connection,Yearned for that…
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Silent Truth.
Every morning, I rise with the sun,Hoping today’s the day I’ve finally won,Over the shadows that whisper my name,Over the guilt, the regret, the blame. They tell you, “Forgive, and you’ll find peace,”But no one speaks of the battles that ceaseTo rage within, where scars still weep,Where the nights are long, and I barely sleep.…
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The Mirror of Forgiveness
Each morning, I rise with a fragile hope,That today will be the day I finally cope.I look in the mirror and search for peace,But the chains of guilt refuse to release. They say forgive, and you’ll be free,But they never spoke of forgiving me.Of the scars I’ve buried deep inside,Of the pain I feel, and…
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Title: “A Second Chance at Happiness”
Maria sat on the park bench, her thoughts drifting as she watched the leaves fall gently to the ground. The crisp autumn air matched the chill she felt inside, a familiar emptiness that had followed her for years. After countless failed relationships and heartaches, she had given up on love, convinced that happiness was meant…