Realization

Bad happens to me
Wish it on nobody
Dissapointed, I get
Blaming starts to intensify
Rage takes over
Control I then have
Calmly the situation analysed and evaluated,
Unfair, life seems to be
Through its challenges
Bad still happens to me, still
Journey so long
Lonely it is, yet brutal
Victim I fall to confusion
Lost I feel
Suddenly on top of a mountain, I find myself
Confidently standing tall
Weight lifted off
Above it, I stand
At the top, scenery is breathtaking,
Not easy to reach but possible
When driven by desire to overcome challenges
As no circumstances is permanent

Lost in words; Confusion

Here I am in the middle of nowhere
Lost in thoughts as well as words of what to say
So I really have no idea where to begin
I am simply trying to figure-out and understand
Why things, occur the way they do at times
Such as how is it possible that someone, who has never hurt a fly
Nor has it within them to do so in any way
Always get nothing but pains, instead of receiving endless happiness
Which they rightfully deserve
Why do good people always have to be hurt and endure more pain?
Why is it that those that exceptionally spread love in every path of life
And journey they walk upon end up being the ones eventually getting hurt?
How does this even begin to be possible?
I don’t understand, can anyone clarify this to me
For I struggle to process this nor do I neither see any chance of myself ever doing so
As this is too much to bear
So that is why I could never understand
At times you get to do right by everyone
And everything that is expected of you
But instead hurt comes your ways
How could this happen
Why should this be occurring?
Why is it so difficult for good individuals to receive?
What they deservedly are entitled to, which is an everlasting greatness of happiness
Most importantly I know we are creators of our own happiness
It’s just at times life feels so damn unfair
Like I have always been advised to help where possible
And try to uplift as many lives as I humanely could
For I may, in return, also be assisted where possible along the way
As it is said, “the hand that gives shall receive”
But eras as well as times have now tremendously changed
That I can never argue, but still though
I could never begin to understand the reasons
For why there is so much unnecessary hurt painted
And spread across this wonderful world of ours
That regrettably leaves so many heartbroken
Meanwhile their lips left with an everlasting sour taste
But I am yet to find answers to that
Sooner than later, I hope

Light

I see light at the end of the tunnel
All that is unfolding now;
The ground mysteriously trembling
Sudden rise and decrease in temperatures
Unanticipated circumstances seeming to take charge
It’s all a well-planned purposeful journey
That begun from birth; with my tight-fisted hands
And a little bit of cry; for I visualized,
That of which is expected of me, to fulfill
But only I get to decide what to do next
As for the road, it has been paved, for me to walk on
To guide me towards my destination
For at the end of the tunnel lies a magnificent glimpse of light
A source of hope, it is
Though so far but yet nearer; waiting to re-charge, reshape and reinvent
And welcome me, into another phase of life;
That of which hard-work is rewarded “At the end of the tunnel-for all is bright, pure, possible and achievable”