By Hakuzo NightFox
Stress… So many problems,
So little solutions,
Each component making it worse,
All a bitter Chaos.
Life is never simple,
Life is never easy,
It is an endless maze with no exit,
A labyrinth with no center.
The winds of change are ever billowing,
Always seems that a darker fate follows,
Only a small amount of light is found….
That last sliver I hold on closely to.
Everything is in a continual struggle,
A Mobius strip of infinite,
Every life intertwined,
All sharing an unknown fate.
This is a poem I wrote when I was having a very stressful day.