Moving through the woods

Passing the last lap

Somewhere in the dark, I lost the path

The destination got blurred

Existence became miserable

With every step questions increased,

The questions had no easy answers.

Lurking in the Sunshine, Moving in the moon's

Overcoming the storms that produced dooms

Bleeding hurt legs, torn attire

Going through the journey that felt like satire

I Found the light, found the end

What I learnt is to be calm

If not today don't be sorrow

Work hard you will rise tomorrow.