Things Happen For A Reason

You move your hands
but can’t grip.

You close your eyes
but can’t sleep.

Heading to one direction
but you’re lost,

Picking up the pieces of
your shattered dreams,

And there you are close to
the end.

Then you stand with all
your strength.

Sometimes you want to
give up.

Sometimes you want to
let go.

Then you try to move
on

and all you want is to
survive.

 

2015

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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