When I wish upon a shooting star,
I pray for it to end the war,
Within your ever-raging mind,
For the world to you has not been kind.

It disappears so suddenly,
Like fleeting moments readily,
Escape soon after offering peace,
But their hold on your mind does not release.

Oh I grab at air though I know it’s in vain,
I’m attempting to hold the intangible by the rein,
But there’s just too much fog for me to see,
And I’m wading through the profuse smoke blindly.

When it clears I finally understand,
That you don’t need a helping hand,
This is a war that in solitude you must fight,
You must be your own guiding light.

©️lightbehindthecloud (Tejasvi Kashyap)

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