The one I was told requires patience and steadiness
I chose to walk it
But every step turns into something forceful,
uncontrolled
A bumpy path, I suppose
I stumble, I tremble,
but falling never an option
It's always in motion,
but never in rhythm,
never in a straight line
I find myself zigzagging,
juggled,
pulled back and forth
A rollercoaster, I'd say
Then comes a moment of calm,
and you think you've arrived,
that you've made it,
if only for a moment
But it's only a pause,
a period at the end of the sentence,
hoping you understood the meaning
The L you took,
was it a lesson,
a loss,
or life itself?
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 6:44 PM UTC
The one I was told requires patience and steadiness
I chose to walk it
But every step turns into something forceful,
uncontrolled
A bumpy path, I suppose
I stumble, I tremble,
but falling never an option
It's always in motion,
but never in rhythm,
never in a straight line
I find myself zigzagging,
juggled,
pulled back and forth
A rollercoaster, I'd say
Then comes a moment of calm,
and you think you've arrived,
that you've made it,
if only for a moment
But it's only a pause,
a period at the end of the sentence,
hoping you understood the meaning
The L you took,
was it a lesson,
a loss,
or life itself?
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