When we lose someone,
We love so much,
We do everything in
Our power and beyond,
To get them back.
But in doing so
We end up creating
More problems for everyone
Around us including ourselves.
We start to lose everyone
Around us including ourselves.
We forget who we are
And start to fade.
We want them back
So badly that we are
Ready to lose ourselves.
That's the thing about fate.
It's timing is often off,
And it's results are
Almost always cruel.
Sometimes we believe
That it's us because
Of which we lost
That someone.
But most often than
Not we are wrong.
We think we have the
Power to make choices
Sometimes it does
Turns out to be true
But most times it
Doesn't.
As sad as it seems
It is true.
We don't know if
The choices we make
Are indeed our choices
Or that it's an unknown
Force that's making us
To do so.
And because it is
Someone we love,
We don't think
With a stright mind.
We give in to the
Mirage that we
Are in charge.
We just won't be
Able to stop.
Even if it causes
An endless loop of
Suffering and chaos.