Falling While Rising

by Venkat

In rising mountains
Of expectation
We create valleys
Portions of self
Of bottomless hell

In rising voices
Of expectation
We create silence
Portions of self
Of death in heart

In rising mania
Of expectation
We create depression
Portions of self
With conflict in identity

In rising castles
Of expectation
We create rooms, haunted
Portions of self
With paranoia

In rising vision
Of expectation
We create myopic eyes
Portions of self
With loss of details

In rising tyranny
Of expectation
We create submissiveness
Portions of self
Unable to cope

In rising rigidity
Of expectation
We create softness
Portions of self
Giving in too soon

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