Sometimes things can be so complicated,
Nothing seems to work to have happiness being replicated.
You feel like going far but cant,
Feels like holding it near but no right.
Stuck between letting go and holding on.
Decision making power in life seems to be gone.
Either way the hurting is the ultimate truth.
Be it far from her or close to her breath.
Faith on fate seemed to be a pendulum,
Moving here and there until someone offers asylum.
Only time is the ultimate reality to check in,
Only true and courageous shall have a win.
Only a brave heart can bear such case,
Yet still be in pain and be at ease.
Laugh and smile of such brave heart,
Hides the sadness behind like a true art.
- Thought Printed Into Words-
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