When life was good n cozy, there came a
frizzy.
That drew us all apart.
Darkness n melancholy took over the brighter part.
It drew me into a closet, that refused to open, taking away my breath and leaving me broken.
I looked at my God and questioned my deeds, what did I do to get such a reap. But, God smiled and said it’s a tough path he has chosen for me and I will fair
through it with all strength n gleam. I know the time is here, and with all my loved ones I will swim this river.
Come to the shore and emerge a winner, to never look back into that dark pitcher.