Petals fall, night comes
And hope is seemingly lost.
The silent darkness consumes us
Though a queer inner peace is also found.

Yet
Flowers bloom, the sun shines upon us once again.
We are enthralled, yet blinded by it's intensity
We don't know what to do
Nor where to go.

We are lost,
Lost in the world we created for ourselves,
Lst in the place we hope to be
Want to be
Wish to be
Yearn to be.

Frustrated, lost, angst.

But it is in these ups and downs,
These journeys and strifes
That we truly understand
That we truly grow
That we truly appreciate

We'd need to experience all these in life
Just to find ourselves
And to find the true meaning of our existence
Of us, living.

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What in the world did i just write hahaha. Anyway gonna post a long post next, haven't been posting for so long! Cya soon x