Achievement Is Little, Yet It Means So Much

Sometimes I wonder why I'm still here
with no goals and not a single purpose
when everything seems to fall apart
falling for the people I'm not supposed to fall for.

What is life
when it burns in your mind
problems you can't fix,
sustaining the pain,
escaping their shame???

What is love
when you bleed at night???
We are looking through the fog
but we are scared of what we might find
our souls burn in the brilliant light.

Sympathy has made you all wrong.
We are signals from the sky
and in the darkness we will creep
staying awake until we can't sleep
wishing we could breathe
to know we're still here;
our souls rampant with fear.

The achievement is little.....and yet it means so much.


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