Breathe

I just closed my eyes,
Pulled a heavy breath in,
Staring at the blacks in my closed eyes,
Just started thinking about myself, of who am I right now, where am I standing.. holding up the tempest in my soul...

I could see a big world,
Where I am just standing with my little hope, my fragile little dream which would bring back my whole world to me.
I could see many people standing there like me, glaring at the murks, like me
Those are the dreams covered with the thick haze...
Never straightforward to achieve and never harder to accomplish.

I fear,
I startle,
I worry what if my path suddenly gets a halt..where I couldn't understand what to do, how to do
It feels like I'm caught in a lie
Where I don't know what's gonna happen...

But I don't wanna give up
I want to stretch my hand until it reaches the brim of the end
I want to persist until my lie fits the fact.

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