About the Poem 

Valley_on_My_Head is built around the image of tension etched on the forehead — a symbol of overthinking and the quiet burden of making life-defining choices.

It captures the fear of choosing wrong, the pressure to succeed, and the longing for peace over prestige.

At its core, it’s about wanting a life that feels balanced—not just successful on paper ; it’s about seeking clarity in a world that rewards burnout, while carrying the silent weight of dreams and duty.

This poem is not about giving up — it’s about trying to choose with clarity in a noisy world, while carrying the quiet burden of dreams & duty.

Through sharp metaphors and soft ache, the poem speaks to anyone caught between responsibility and the desire to simply breathe.

 

POEM :

There’s a valley of worthlessness on my head.

I seek comfort in this teary land,

Waiting for the memories to fade,

Suffocating in future fears that’ve stayed.

 

No, I’m not sad—

I’m risking everything in the confusion of choice,

And of course, because of my silent voice.

It makes so much echoed noise.

They say, “You don’t have any other choice,”

But all of it lies before my eyes.

Nevertheless, I can’t deny

The reality that life throws as invoice.

(Yes, I’ll rake it in… I will, I must…)

 

But please—

Don’t sell me dreams wrapped in golden noise.

I’m not chasing hollow seven-figure success,

But lifelong poise.

Right now, I’m just trying to make a choice

That will fill my grown-up heart with rejoice.

 

With each valley that deepens upon my head,

The once-boasting black resumes to fade.

All attachments lie dead.

My eyes bled, but I didn’t shed—

I just fled instead.

 

Let’s see what fate writes for me ahead…

But for now, I wish I had a living corner—

Not a dead shoulder—

To shed, as loud as it screams inside my head.