#WritcoPoemPrompt59

I can’t picture a life without problems,
They inspire us to work hard and learn.
We will all suffer this process,
No matter how much we avoid it.
Nothing we can do but embrace it,
It's made our hearts shatter and fools,
The journey we take in different walls,
In hard life, we learn a new process.

Every day we fight and fake our smiles,
Hiding it behind the back of our heads,
To let them know that we're okay,
So we laugh out loud, with spice.
Problems as we count from one to ten,
It's like storms coming soon,
I sat down with my diary and pen,
Taking note of the new moon.

My heart felt weak and in pain,
As I struggle to survive, to surpass,
All the problems I'm facing in,
Standing at the top of the overpass.
My problems are like a traffic jam,
With different kinds of horns,
Dim, bright, and doors slam,
I pout, felt lost and my heart torn.

I take pictures of life with my problems,
It made me strong in every angle,
Fought too many battles as I grew old,
Now I see my life as perfect and bold.
The way I speak with heart and open mind,
My struggles are hard, tick, and molded,
I never back down like a Leon in a wild,
A fighter on my own, always loaded.

With courage, spirit, and freedom.
I lift my chin with a smile,
As the days go by, I face with wisdom,
That life is better and worth it to fight.
Know in every dark road, there is,
A light, so keep on going,
Continue your life as you are blessed,
Prayer is my armor every morning.

Problems are made to us, as humans,
We are born as a warrior,
We are born like Superhumans,
It's okay to cry, shout, or either.
Anger hitting our brains,
But with the embrace of our loved ones,
We are ready to walk a different trails,
A life with problems cheers for once.


© RoseVielga