Fragments Poem by John Paul Ang

As I traverse this fragment of time,
I grow more aware of my insignificance
In this life where most things are sublime,
I endure with my utmost defiance.

To defy life, to defy fate
The reason to be me.
Playing a game that ends on a stale mate,
Gambling with my soul just to be free.

The pieces of reason,
are scattered on the floor
Like leaves on a rainy season,
They are washed away as water pours.

I cant have all that i want
I cant change what was done
A past that constanly haunts
Reminisced memories supposedly gone.