It’s amazing to have many thoughts,
The worst is when you know they are simply thoughts that can be shattered,
A pile of thoughts was increasing that became a palace of dreams,
Within a blink and years of determination, it is all destroyed.
As if the world is a graveyard, so that old thoughts are buried and destroyed,
So that there is a birth of a new one with genuine perserverance,
One cannot complain nor blame,
Sometimes, some situations only show that it was only meant to be buried.
Some people are part of one’s life to only make sure that happiness comes in installment,
And they deserve the credit to everything,
Thoughts, Oh Thoughts, bring me a day where I am glad I have none left because it is hard,
It is hard and seeing every breath slipping away without leaving any motivational belief.
Then I turn to be different and knowing I will come through this and move on,
Thoughts are meant to be filtered,
And some thoughts are meant to be buried in the graveyard of false hope,
So that one can learn how to smile again embracing a new ambience.