All roads blocked… Destination mocks… May not be straight.. But I’ll make my way… Darkness surrounds Fear grows abound, Mere spark of faith, But I’ll light my way… Leisure suffocates, Derides hard earned goals, Huff and puff, I’ll breathe my way.. Rejection shudders, Fidgety cripples, With modest assurance, I will revive my way… Hope is skeptical.. Hard to stand ... fiasco!! Before goal turns farcical… I’ll find my way… Pretending to revel, Consumed within… It’s not fictitious, So won’t end long… Mustering faith… I am living my way….
An effort to frame overwhelmed phases ,often to thank friends around .. Sometimes to draw lines and sometimes to erase...