What to live for, when your heart just dies
Bearing through empty hours, and painful sighs
Feeling things that bleed underneath
Gripping on to your fists, grinding your teeth

What to breath, when absent is your will to live
When nothing satisfies, and have nothing to give
When you just sink deeper, as thoughts turn vague
And you yelp for life, as you endure the plague

How to see, when lies exist in all forms
When chaos spreads, and rage storms
When doubts prevail, and simplicity fades
When truth and light, with illusions trade

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pangan_l_l's picture

Nice evoking of emotions.

Nice evoking of emotions. Some poems are joy, some are sadness. Yours reside in between. Keep living, writing and most of all keep the faith.