Why do you crave for it so much? So bad?
Another day isn’t promised. You know that.
You want to be certain about the next twenty years of your life.
Don’t you see it?
Life never sticks to the plan.
It has a tendency to wander; to stray.
Why are you up at 3 am? Again. Tell me.
Speculating your choices, over and over?
Cursing yourself, are you?
Those seeds of doubt you’ve been planting for years,
aren’t you afraid that you’d be lost in the dark wilderness that they’ll grow into?
You need the warmth of the sun.
Let the rays shine through.
Build, for sure. But live more.
Doubt when needed. But believe more.
Uncertainty is inevitable.
Why the fuss? the stars would say.
They’ll laugh out loud on your ways.
Give this universe a chance. Will you?
Maybe, it’s directionless too.