Fate

Fate is drawn from hope,

And thoughts so painful—

You suppress them all your life.

The stars never seem to align

The way you wish them to;

For hesitation lights the way

To your hidden desires.

Your mind doesn’t change,

But becomes a burden,

Whispering secrets and distress—

Teaching you to believe in fairy tales.

You begin to wish that someday

You will be bound to fly away

From the memories you left behind—

Dreams you wanted but decided

Would be better to live without.

Fate tests you—knocks you down,

Brings you to your knees

But still you seem to live—

You seem to live without.

       DannYetman
www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com