A Fabled Hope’s Revival
We are who we choose to be!
Lift, Thrift and Drift the weights of Life wanted to remove the anxiety — sigh why did my eyes water, when You try to not cry
This ride has a tough stride, prying over the facts that the options can’t be wide, for you to abide, falling aside wanting a guide — you hide
An Aide never received, You were deceived by the ones whom You trusted, it’s a tragedy not really, but You were a promised prodigy
They rode the tides through by your side, You thought you were their pride, and they did excide you when the time presides — fate decides
The limit came right, and it did strike shoved a pike through, the toxic relation that broke your shackles pushing you to run free — like a bride
Now you walk, without a worry you’re free, it is what was promised — you feel the cool breeze brushing away, the dust that once induced sleep — causing ease
You raise your arms, reaching the joy — grasped screaming your anxiety away, and all that made you dizzy those days closing your eyes, feeling anew as nature made it true — you enjoy






