By pandaradvanture on Skatehive
My life doesn't feel same anymore, When the doctor said he already gone, That means I would never be able to see him again, I just try to hold my tears every night. All of a sudden, Suddenly, life seemed to take a turn for the worse, There is no choice, It force me to keep going on. Life is a canvas, once filled with dreams, A path of choices, or so it seems. I stood at the crossroads, both bright and wide, Yet now I drift, with nowhere to hide. Once I could choose, take the lead, But now I just move, as life proceeds. A heart once brimming with endless plans, Now holds on, despite the shifting sands. Choices slipped away like the fading light, Now I exist in the quiet night. Not by decision, but by fate’s cold hand, I live, though not as I once had planned. For life, it whispers a harsh refrain, “Sometimes, the choice is to remain.” So here I am, neither lost nor found, Just breathing, walking, with no sound.