Hard to Say

Time, there is none.
Hope, there is some.

Opportunities come.
And opportunities run.

See the world
Embrace the cold.
Ahead, there are great beauties to behold.

Far away land
In the palm of my hand.

But it’s hard to grasp
Just how I feel
In this moment, so still.

Stagnant state
I can’t relate.

It’s so unreal.
Don’t know what to feel.

So many things to anticipate.
But it’s up to Fate.

There is a light
In the dark.
A good
In the bad.
But which one makes its mark?

The duality of life
Ceaseless strife.

Things overcome,
Battles won.

Good things await
For those who stay
Or stray?

It’s hard to say.
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Feedback/suggestions are welcome. Seeing as I have to resubmit this to class in about a week.