With all the uncertainty
that life has for me
I find myself preparing
for the worst so that
I won't be surprised
when it comesAs I walk this valley
between high mountains
of the dreams I can't reach
I am more prepared to lose
than I am to winWith all the toil promised
to me just to survive
this cruel world of
unfairness and strife
I find myself preparing
for the worst so that
I won't be caught off-guard
when it comesAs I go through the ill fate
of times and
chances long gone
I am prepared to die
more than I am to liveWith all the change trespassed
and shifting dunes traveled
I find myself preparing
for the worst so that
I wouldn't have to let go
what I held so dearly
just to be hurtAs I flow through this unstable
current of life through sails
bright and dim
I am more prepared
to lose you
more than I am
to love youSo why is that?
was it because I am
prepared to cry
more than I am to laugh
or was it because I am
prepared to lie
more than I am
to tell the truth?
YOU ARE READING
an adjournment of scars, an endearment of stitches
Poetry❝𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢�...