What hurts the most.

Resilient i stood,
pursuit did not fade.
Staring at what were sent,
i figured i was afraid.
I emo-ed.

In tranquility i thought,
what adversity had in stall.
I made the flow halt,
as i struggled to keep in sight.
I emo-ed.

Everything blurred in vision.
I refused submission.
Stubbornly holding on,
like a helpless peon.
I emo-ed.

Isolation was at hand,
the feeling so uncomprehend.
Battling against emotions,
never were there cautions.
I emo-ed.

Choosing to remain so undeterred,
never felt so devastating.
Like glass and mirrors shattering,
Piecing them back is all i vied for.
All.

Again,
I emo-ed.


-JJ