The End

well, it all started
there was passion, there was dreams,
we floated in them for a while,
but what begins has to end?

memories all what we have,
in the darkness when you lie down,
keep going back and forth,
trying to find out the reasons,
the reasons which has no meaning,
wondering why?

everything comes to an end,
even the life,
overwehlmed, anxious, sorrow,
keep wondering why?

cant everything be true,
if we beleived,
why give up,
why not trust the mind,

as the wise man say,
everything happens for a good reasons,
so it is,
what a strange life.


so it is...