Tiring it gets so tiring
The frustration is growing within this chest
Tired of watching every plan fail
Tired of watching everything turn into hell.
Why won't destiny let us have what makes us happy?
Why can't something good come out of these trees?
Are we rushing things to fast?
Do we need to slow our speed?
Time already runs away are we giving her more to keep running for?
Will things ever work out? And will destiny ever bring our dreams, our very wants not needs?
Sleepless nights, and there seems to be more of them to be seen.
Can the galaxy ever turn in our favor?
Is there a possibility for our dreams to happen?
Or are we just asking to many questions?
Maybe we all need to just watch how the galaxy goes play by play.
One day surely we will have everything or at least exactly what we need.
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In Between The Lines
PoetryCopyright 2017-2018©️ Ranking 138 in poetry on July 24,2018 Poetry from in between the lines. All the words hidden between the sheets. "If you can't love me in the storm, you can't dance with me in the rain." "What you pursue will soon glow, when t...
