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Keeping My SanityEvery night I'm struggling, being an insomniac,
Unable to fall asleep, rest I always lack;
Different thoughts bothering me, haunting me till dawn,
Trying to suffice my need to sleep with this yawn.
Why now, of all time, am I feeling so much pain?
When will my strength and willpower be regained?
How many pillows must I need to stain with tears?
What will I do to fight away my foolish fears?
I'm confused and perplexed with all of these nonsense,
Insanity taunts if this becomes more intense;
As early as possible I want this to stop,
Want to get away from this labyrinthine trap.
These challenges I'm facing will soon be shut down,
Once I make a move and defeat this shameless clown;
This maze he set for me should not be overlooked,
That is one of the things that I seem to mistook.
I have to face this alone, as I always do,
I must trust no one when most are hiding their hue;
Finishing this journey's an independent act,
I hope my body and soul will still be intact.
Fighting in these silent bat
ChancesThe greatest gift I've ever had,
The chance to live and still survive;
The chance to breathe and understand,
The worth of life that lies behind.
Of all the things I have to ask,
Do I exist because of chance?
Or tend to fill the emptiness,
What lies ahead in joys and tears?
My mind is filled with chance to choose,
Between the paths of ill and good;
This freedom should not be abused,
Or life's sorrow I will uphold.
When chance to succeed comes my way,
It must not end in vanity;
Follow my dreams, where it should be,
Without getting drifted away.
I wish that I had chance to learn,
The simplest way to ease the pain;
But chance to endure life's burden,
Can give the strength I should maintain.
While there's a chance for me to change,
Learn to forgive, repent my sins;
Make the best of things that remain,
Life is short for me to regain.
ShellFor more than a decade I've been in a shell,
Safe from harm, rocked in a cradle;
Protected from lightning and stormy weather,
But never had a chance to explore anywhere.
I walk aimlessly without destination,
Sometimes drifted by changes of season;
Still dwelling within the bounds of limitation,
The shield that I wear is my guide and protection.
As time is fleeting this shell seems so tight,
But I fear to get out, afraid of getting hurt;
If I tread on my own without this heavy bark,
Can I survive alone without getting drowned or struck?
My voice inside quivers in fear of the shadow,
On how to get along with life and face tomorrow;
But I have to be strong to live and let go,
Once this shell is broken, I should stand still and grow...
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