Everything happens for a reason and you'd understand only when you see the reason for yourself.
I've been told often of how everything happens for a reason
But I couldn't understand how my tears of pain
Would bring something good
How my insomniac nights
Would bring me peace
How my screeches of agony
Would bring me calmness
I did not understand how it'll all help me.
Yet as time whirled past me to years
My vision turns much clearer
I learnt to wipe off my tears and plaster a smile
Mastered to lull myself to sleep every night
Absorbed the screams and buried it far away
Grasped onto the art of saving myself on my own
I may have relied on you for long
Nevertheless now I could say I'm better with no support.
YOU ARE READING
A life full of dreams
PoetryA book of poems with a changing sort. Building up from a negative to a positive vibe. This is my first book of poems. I'd really love it if you guys would give it a read and respond to it. Thank you so much for choosing the book to read.
