Avant-Garde.

Victorious

Some are meant to be cherished and some are meant to be missed.

Some are meant to be forever and some are meant to perish.

One thing is to be noted that, everything happens for a reason.

No matter the consequence; time will never cease in.

Life is a cocktail and it is to be enjoyed.

Just the way it is 'cause, even with one missing, it would be void.

For every soul lost, a new one is birthed,

Law of Universe, everything to be worth-ed.

Make the best of the little time we are given,

Never forget, the winner is he who is driven.

Let your sorrows wash away the pain of it's own care.

And your happiness giveaway a route to it's heir.

Transform your scars and open wounds into stairs,

Use those stairs to climb upon to overcome your fears.

For life isn't just easy, life is never kind.

But one can surely make it, with the use of their clever mind.

For he who is stronger mentally and heartily,

Is the one who stands victorious certainly.

Not to forget, nobody can bring me down,

Nobody, but me...