At times things threaten to choke me
At times things are there to provoke me
Whether this or that things stay!
Things are sometimes a raging storm
Leaving behind in its wake
Broken hearts and minds
At times things take more than that
Destructive in its impotence
Throwing up broken souls
Sometimes things can be strange
Almost unbelievable
Neither possible nor impossible
Things are possibly an illusion
Things are a matter of perception
A Reflection of anything and everything
Things will change beyond the horizon
Ah! you fool! you can but hope
Things have a pace of their own
At times things threaten to choke me
At times things are there to provoke me
Whether this or that things stay
