Solamente

Along the night...

Accompanied by howls...

Silent night not?...

Soloing the house...

The year nearly gone...

Time again its cause...

Ended eating yeself....

Ebbed is ye spirit...

How usual can it be?...

Hospice for what?...

When thou is ebullient...

While ye shall ponder...

For things never to gain...

Forever and ever?...

Life

When there's meetings, there's always farewells...
When there's a start, there's always an end...
Even the day ends and night starts, just when and how...
We come, we leave...
Trailess, washed away by time...
Fate's the word, destiny's the word...
Things come and go, nothing's forever...
So do us, unwilling but yes...
But life just goes on, let go the old and comes the new...
Life's amazing, full of surprises...
Sometimes we're lost, sometimes we're on track...
Sometimes we're happy, sometimes we're sad...
Sometimes we're ready, sometimes it got us unprepared...
We could only dodge it, overcome it...
£ife's Ćhalleng3s™, a taste so sweet yet so bitter...
Life's a story book, in it's making process...
Days after days, years after years...
With the flow of time, till it's completion...
Inside overflows tons of experience, priceless...
Only with our lives, can we balance it...
Expensive yet temporary, precious yet fragile...
A fullstop, is all it needs...
All gone, lost in time...
No gain, no harvest...
Wasted ages, milleniums...
Tick, tock, tick, tock...

If.....

If only we could stop time...
If only we could be simple...
If only we could be just ourselves...
If only we could forget when needed...
If only we could achive everything...
If only we could keep what we want...

That would be a dream come true,
Something everyone wants,
Something that's missing,
It's the best pain killer,
When better is expected,
And live life happily.

But time's unforgiving...
But simple isn't easy and turns into complicated...
But there's stress everywhere...
But forgetting isn't everything...
But good isn't good enough...
But good things are hard to keep...

Things you don't know won't hurt you...
And pain is a greater stimulus, even greater to love...
And we can’t say “meant to be”...
Eventually we’ll all have to let go...
That’s why...
£ife's Ćhalleng3s™...