Things happen
Things we at times can’t control
Everyone has issues
Most don’t know until it kills
Everything around them
Leaving you there in all the pain
When all you wanted was for things
To be simple
Just this once
An ounce of hope in all this self doubt
In the end what will happen.
As your standing there
Will your world fall?
Or will it rise
Above it all
The struggles faced with the courage seen through it all
The hope that you will make it another day
Or the anticipation of never having the hurt
That is deadly
But from the paths
Which is the one more satisfying?
As both are not perfect
But none the less
As we fall we learn that the time spent
Was worth or was pointless to all
Paths may cross
When they do
There is usually another day
Some feel that there is nothing they can see
At the end of the tunnel, the joy
Even through it all
The over looked
You may have never seen it
But others saw it, with you