Free Forever

Life has been pictured

In so many different ways

In writings, movies, documentaries

None is still enough

To capture its perfect form.

Life is akin to the card game

You kick start

You're oblivious

Of the rules of the game

You make-do with the hands

You're dealt in the game

If you flout the game rules

To play for a purpose

You want to play

You've got to own up for it.

Life has a way of kicking us

In the balls one after the other

When you get the kicks

The memories amidst the pains

Repeatedly resound in your head

That you think

Everyday sucks deeper than the 'ex'

You submerge into sulkiness

And you lose consciousness.

But you can't hide

In your shadows eternal

Wallowing in defeatism

Sometimes self-talk

That's not the real-world

You don't let the kicks rub you

Of that 'unusual being' in you

That 'special sort' attached to you

You've got to face up to

Your personal demons

Embrace them and crush them

And you're free forever.

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