life.
"succeed, i will"
That, we say.
But will we?
Life says nay!
It seems as easy as speaking.
But it's not.
We do all the dreaming.
But, When life arouses to us.
It all dissipates like a fog.
Like butterflies, we think we are.
Catapillar today,
Hoping for a better tomorrow.
But it all seems like that tomorrow never arrives.
Leaving us in sorrow.
Life always never gives us a chance.
Like a loop, for instance.
Never seeming to get to the end of the struggle.
It's like a jungle jumble.
Every strive falls futile.
Every dream gets shattered.
Every hope gets crushed.
Every cry results unheard.
What's this fucked up thing called life?
Yet, wonderful.
But emotionally draining.
Yet, amazing.
But depressing.
The tears shed into the sheets.
The insecurities engraved behind our faces.
The weight buried in our hearts.
The thoughts shattered in our mind like a mosaic.
The yells screamed into the pillows.
Life turns a deaf ear.
Yet, when we get back on our feets.
It pulls us back down without consideration.
When we start to run.
It takes our legs made of courage.
When we start to yell.
It takes our voices made of motivation.
Is this a simulation?
All the strives and pain.
With no grain of gain.
All the heartbreaks and tears.
Waiting all these years.
All the fake smiles and laughters.
Leaving the challenging past in the past.
We never arrived at our dreamlands.
Still trapped in such place like nightmare in midnights.
And in the end,
All I learnt was to give up.
© -Heppie Leo
That, we say.
But will we?
Life says nay!
It seems as easy as speaking.
But it's not.
We do all the dreaming.
But, When life arouses to us.
It all dissipates like a fog.
Like butterflies, we think we are.
Catapillar today,
Hoping for a better tomorrow.
But it all seems like that tomorrow never arrives.
Leaving us in sorrow.
Life always never gives us a chance.
Like a loop, for instance.
Never seeming to get to the end of the struggle.
It's like a jungle jumble.
Every strive falls futile.
Every dream gets shattered.
Every hope gets crushed.
Every cry results unheard.
What's this fucked up thing called life?
Yet, wonderful.
But emotionally draining.
Yet, amazing.
But depressing.
The tears shed into the sheets.
The insecurities engraved behind our faces.
The weight buried in our hearts.
The thoughts shattered in our mind like a mosaic.
The yells screamed into the pillows.
Life turns a deaf ear.
Yet, when we get back on our feets.
It pulls us back down without consideration.
When we start to run.
It takes our legs made of courage.
When we start to yell.
It takes our voices made of motivation.
Is this a simulation?
All the strives and pain.
With no grain of gain.
All the heartbreaks and tears.
Waiting all these years.
All the fake smiles and laughters.
Leaving the challenging past in the past.
We never arrived at our dreamlands.
Still trapped in such place like nightmare in midnights.
And in the end,
All I learnt was to give up.
© -Heppie Leo