Just when you think you got saved from the curved ball,
Life has a way to show you that you’re wrong,
Spirit lays sullen, blue and in pain,
So, whatever can you do but pray in vain.
Little by little you start to glue the pieces,
Of the shattered and scattered hope that ceases,
Breath by breath you learn to live again,
Of each day, you wake up and try to reclaim.
Weary of the mind yet held captive by the heart,
Trapped underneath the burden of right and wrong,
But then you seek that strength inked into you,
Aiming that one day you float across the world soon.
Image Courtsey Illustrats
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