They Say

They say Life is a Climb,

How far exactly is this Journey, when there is no particular destination?

Eyes flutter open every morning,

Looking forward to the first 5 seconds when head doesn't remember anything,

Dread the next minute when everything comes back, burdens fall so hard on shoulders.

Life sometimes is like a handful of sand clutched in the palm of your hands,

Never be too careful, never be too careless.

A grip too hard and everything vanish between your fingers,

A palm too wide open, only be taken away by wind.

Life come and go every minute, every second.

A heart is frighten by the fate brought by destiny.

Anytime, anywhere, any day, wherever,

The journey of a soul might meet a full stop,

A last breath escaped through parted lips,

Buried or burned, you're then Forgotten.

How will one have to go?

To reach the destination of life?

Will one ever make it in time?

Is Fate playing a nasty game?

What if one gives up and take it's own life?

What if the destination of Life no longer exist?

Too many question, too many left unanswered.

Victims of sinful endless life cycle.

Dear Lord, please write me a happier story.

Time and shreds of memories,

The only remaining reason of existence,

Remnants of our memory and love.

How long does one have to stay this way?

What flies high, must land one day.

What crawl slow, might soar one day.

The capabilities of changing one's life,

Lies only in the heart and one's will.

What come must go,

What left might come back,

Never fight for what does not belong,

Never cry for what breaks one's heart,

Tears are rare pearls like a mermaid's,

Don't throw it away 'cause life is just about to begin,

When you think it's going to end.