Sometimes

Sometimes ... 
You get lost

Sometimes ...
You pay the cost

Sometimes ...
Stars will lose their glow,
For there is nothing left to show,
But if we give them reason to shine,
Maybe everything will turn out fine.

Sometimes ...
We must crave the dark
So that we find ourselves
And return to the light.

Sometimes ...
Life is a series of complex stitches
In blanket of patchwork
Each there for a reason.

There is a purpose, I suppose,
For this life:
If I,
Like everyone else,
Have my own agenda;
If I,
Like everyone else,
Turn a blind eye
To those in need of help,
Who am I?
I'm too human ...
Like everyone else.

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