I trudge along a desert of emotions
Try to keep pace with the wind pushing me
Halt please, I can't, I say in a pleading voice
But the gushing wind can't hear me in the whooshing noise
The desert suddenly transforms into a whirlpool
I am panting for breath, squeezed into the tiny space
Not a second to react, not a moment to think
I feel weighed down by the boulder of a heavy heart, the wish to sink
Then I hear a warm voice thundering me to gather my wits
I recognize the sounds from a really long time ago
A lady who soothed me when I threw tantrums and kicked
In the confines of a cocoon, in her cozy womb
She gave me my senses and taught me to use them sensibly
Sensitivity and sensibility is what I inherited from her
I fail her every now and then, but she eggs me on
I am with you till the end, she says, and pushes me to take the plunge
Without her, I am lost
Without her, I am a stranger to myself
She brought me to the world
And now she's introducing me to myself.
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