Lost Dog
Hours, consumed by stress
Causing undue duress
It’s the hand we’re dealt
Not ideal, just ostensibly felt.
Look into the mirror… you will survive.
This rollercoaster makes you feel alive.
Steeping down you go… keep plugging away.
Until comes that long-awaited brighter day.
It’s hard to imagine… hard to imagine.
Things were different then, all is different now
I’ll try to explain… somehow.
~Pranay Khurana