I stand on the edge,
Confident and tall,
The adrenaline coursing through my veins,
Threatening to make me fall.
A mountain of problems,
Standing ahead of me,
The adrenaline coursing through my veins,
Threatening to make me flee.
I stand there locked in a cage,
A cage made of self-pity and loathing,
The adrenaline coursing through my veins,
Urging me to break free, soaring.
I look up at the night sky,
Full of countless opportunities and infinite,
The adrenaline coursing through my veins,
Urging me to reach these stars of the night.
I stand at the boulevard of broken dreams,
The rubble, the debris, the crumbling bane,
The adrenaline coursing through my veins,
Urging me to start again.
Written By -
Gaurish Batra
B.D.S, 2021
Faculty of Dental Sciences
