The Perception of Life
Sometimes life is happy,
Sometimes life is sad,
Sometimes it is all black,
Between all emotions that can be experienced,
Is a struggle within oneself.
A never-ending surfacing and plunge.
Sometimes it's a choke-
Just under the bottleneck,
Before one can squeeze out,
And be free.
Other times- it's in an open space,
However big the space is-
There is a refusal to move: static.
One can die-
But one can also live,
In struggle or in an open space,
It is simply a matter of perception.
The perception of life.
May determine its outcome,Regardless of one's circumstances