i surrender to the ugliness of this world
to the darkness in which broken dreams are held hostages
i surrender to the bleakness of it all
to what this world has become
to the lacking, chaotic mess it has become
i surrender
i fought i fought i fought, i surrender
collapsed and shattered
no peace no serenity;
i surrender
Such sad truth. The only world I can control is my own tiny circle.
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Yes, sometimes all we could do is to surrender ourselves to our fate. Thanks for sharing.