How do I handle this fear,
that trims away a part with every tear?
How do I cross my mind,
when I am swimming in a sea of time?
How do I come to know myself,
when I know I am lost within?
How do I show my past —
just the pieces of a broken heart?
What should I write about life,
when all I know is that it moves on?
What should I try to forget,
when I have seen myself become a past?
Should I believe what I have seen,
or shall I try to live my own?
Should I mourn every day,
or bewilder my thoughts one night?
Should I note everything down,
or shall I forgive, and forget?
Or… should I just be doing it?
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