lyfe

Spinning like a tire Warmth & destruction, as of fire Mistakes piling on a pyre But successes take you higher... Love fails you Tears ail you Friends & family even bail on you But still you sail on through With hope that God saves you & sends his love and blessings that veil you... Topsy turvy & imbalanced Hoping that all fears are vanquished & silenced Praying that your joys are salvaged And that you'll never be savage Seemingly hourly happiness versus the threat of perpetual pain Its hard to see through the rain so you wait for it to wane- The moment seems non-existent but you Must keep your faith consistent, Because even the toughest downpours cleanses, & leaves everything sparkling new.