Complain

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At that moment,it held me,from tearing apart,

My complains,on this lifetime..

May be,it was foolish..

But those words,pain kept me sane,when I was getting lost in the maze..

Yet again a moment came,when all it was needed was acceptance..

For everything is for my own good..

If this life was not like that,if I had not come from where I have..

Would I have handled it well?

If I didnot learn how to let go,of dreams,of ambitions,of relations,

Would I still be standing here,where each moment I did?

Neither I had complain then,nor do I have now..

For my life is yours,eternally..

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