Simran Kaur

  Shattered but still strong I know i am where i belong Unsure of things beside me I can't be my biggest bully. Why haunt my own self? When i have a place to dwell Never knew the value of solitude, My heart is filled with nothing but gratitude. All I think is way beyond  Giving all the time for my heart to respond...

  Suffocation is something I feel these days. Not from lack of air— but from everything else. I don’t know the cause. Can’t point a finger. But it’s there— pressing down, quiet, constant. People around me wear their smiles well. They talk like everything's fine. Maybe it is for them. But I know— something’s getting heavier. And I’m sinking quietly beneath it. It’s beyond my reach, this mess, this weight. Still, I try. I try to make it through one more day. Push through one more moment. Hold one more thought in place before it unravels. I don’t have answers. I don’t have strength every second. But I’m still here. Just trying.