There was a time not too long a far
Where life was the norm, mortage
Partner, dog and pen
The life journey has no set plan
It may seem to be travelling straight and narrow
But against all wishes it may unexpectedly fan
Throughout this voyage we all aim to seek
For many persons, with their cloudy vision and bleak
When your life begins to deviate from this norm
Your minds response is governed by instinctive form
To do or die, to fight or flight
If the mind is not of health
There is no defense can be bought by wealth
The mind is powerful we all know
In time of crisis it is its own foe
When your head hit the pillow at night
All you crave is respite
Your thoughts won’t shutdown to give a rest
But eventually delete a smile to a frown at best
Your thoughts are foggy amongst a cloud you can’t fathom
You begin to spiral down this unwarranted chasm
The black dog roams freely and bites at will
Without intervention and preservation
Which will inevitably kill
We all try to ignore and escape realism of today
We all visibly start to self-decay
The ownership of the problem is the first step to take
And discard fake emotions
The journey to improvement requires time and fare
It hastens when we are amongst those who truly cares
A simple hug, and a little smile
Will work a miracle to exhaust the internal fire.
Once hearing the voice of your feet
The time you no longer pretend your emotions
And you are finally self-aware
Always be true to your heart and refute any potential dare.
©gihozo
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