Bound to the fate
undenied
struggling to remain
in the game just to
fight
surrounded by the
demons of my own
mind
It’s hard to see the
light when it’s already
been dark inside
thoughts have gone
furious thinking all
alone at night
craving for the one
thing lost somewhere
in the flow of time.
Sometimes it’s not just what we do we want to do, its fate that scramble our mind and made us do things we can’t even describe.
poetry 