By Ananya Bansal
I don’t know what to feel
For now, a kaleidoscope of emotions
Rest within me
A gruesome war between
Remorse and innocence morphs
Into oblivion
As acceptance settles in
Only to be perturbed by misery
Igniting the trigger of motivation
Only to be doused again
Craving endless sleep
Driven by desire
Casted into ignorance
The cure rests beneath the layers of
My skin; patiently awaiting
As I fail to unlock the within
The feeling of incompetence overtakes
the feeling of responsibility
and once more the feud commences
between me and me
as I am suspended in the
flailing emotions, striving to be free
By Ananya Bansal
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