Poem -
Second Best
Deep in thought of my fears; I wonder what I have become
I fear the inside and outside of me, or even where I am
I used to be confident, outgoing, braving the outside world
I protect myself in a bubble; in a human form I’m curled
Rejection, second nature, second best is my best friend
Wanting to be the best but not making the mark, it’s the end
I relentlessly rise like the phoenix time and time again
But the fire’s eaten the phoenix and now it is the end
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Comments
WOW!!.....this is one the saddest things I've ever read..........it's VERY well delivered and has a unique melancholy to it.........but..........it made me VERY sad..........and when I think about it carefully........I realize ~ it's the job of any good writer to evoke emotion...........so in all honesty..........THIS is a stellar write!!.......well done Miss Kynaston!!...........smiles..........T xo
Thanks T