Poetry: Heart, Mind & Soul

A Fight Poem

A/N: Poem inspired by "Fight Song"- Rachel Platten.

A small ball curled up on the bed,

I hugged myself and cried myself to sleep,

I was misunderstood and I was verbally abused,

I knew they were amused from the smirks they wore,

I'm in too deep and I don't know how to go on,

They have pushed me too far down,

I stand in front of a mirror,

Staring at my own dull reflection,

Pulling at my gown biting at my lip,

I toyed with my fingers nervously,

What was the point of this?,

Of getting dressed if I wouldn't face the day,

I would slouch on the sofa with my feet up,

Watching television with a tub of ice cream on my lap,

Not caring about the events or the weather outside,

My mind a constant storm,

I didn't know whether I was curious,

Or maybe I was forcing my self to get up and go,

To feel the sun against my skin,

To put on a smile I have not worn for a while,

I felt a strange feeling in my chest,

My heart was telling me it was okay,

To go and be a part of the society.

Not hiding like a coward standing behind a wall,

Hoping that no-one would see,

That they have made me fall,

"This is your fight" I thought,

Of course I agreed,

This was a battle between myself and I,

My head and my heart,

I forgot about the television, the couch or my bed,

I put shoes on my cold feet,

Left the house and sensed relief,

I didn't have to be so scared,

Why was I even afraid in the first place?,

I needed a safe space before learning,

Life is simply too bright,

To give up on anything and everything.