Why do we think?
What is the use? When things are on the brink
of disaster, our minds just abuse
the power we give them
because good thoughts are fleeting
overruled by the mayhem
of self deprecation repetition of seething
distorted realities covering the face value
of how you can fly through
the struggles of life to
see the other side and come out alivve
and tell everyone you survived
that its not a lie
to just relax and breathe
and maybe you'll see
that things in the end will be
what you make it and we
cant lost that sight
because this is our fight
no matter how small or big
just remember to live
in peace

The End

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