Struggle

When the sky seems black, and the wind seems strong,
the heart beats fast, and the world feels wrong,
you search for a straw, but are tossed by the sea,
your eyes are raw, from the tears they keep,
a tiny voice whispers, not to give it up all,
life is but fight, win, lose or fall.

time stands still, the moments of pain,
you wish them away, but all in vain,
you close your eyes, and dream of mirages,
your voice seems lost, in the twists of ravages.
like the sun in the east, the signs show it all,
life is but fight, win, lose or fall.

the blow to the soul, the seeping strenght,
the questions of why, now seem irrelevent,
you see the clouds, crouching like a prey,
and the soul bellows, before wasting away.
and then you see, the spleandor of it all,
life is but fight, win, lose or fall.

you fight like thunder, you charge like rain,
the body shakes with anger, oblivious of the pain,
the seeds of courage, blossom with love,
the soul yearns for freedom, and to fly high above,
and then you see, what you've known afterall,
life is but fight, win lose or fall.