Gloom before the bloom

I am about to blossom

A little bud of life

A seed of knowledge

Has arise

Weak and fragile

Standing on two feet

Curious it is its nature

This journey of mine

At crossroads its stuck

Ambiguous are my roots

Searching, always probing for meaning

Look out and see nothing

Look inside and see more confusion

Borderline madness

Looking through the speculum

I see endless cycles of oblivion

The void is immeasurable

I need to find my flower

To bloom outside the gloom

By Victoria Odey

Inspire Creativity

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