Overthrowing of convictions,
Elimination of beliefs,
Eradication of a possibility.
Life slaps on our face-
We call it reality

Running towards a mirage,
Is this just a phase?
Does it reflect the right chase?

Standing on the edge of the cliff
Not God but you question yourself around,
If courage lies in  taking the jump
Or believing enough to hold your ground.

Feeling our way through the dark
Expecting a light ahead,
It’s a blur
It’s a scar
The life that angels guide us to shed.