Alone in Uncertainty

Each breath they say: "all well will come your way,"

And all they say, "you'll make it," like they knew...

Yet I have doubts; how can they simply say

They know The Will and what is false and true?

The words cannot escape; my lips shall lie;

For who can know the pain of life to go,

Uncertainty I face; to live or die,

As life lives on for those who do not know.

But words mean naught 'til actions make a way,

Alive, they fall, uncertain, in a set;

To think things gone bring change for better days,

Perhaps a life is more when in its death...

But as for me, I ask one gift of you;

To live and love that dearest life I lose.

Author's Note

For those that may misinterpret the poem's meaning, this is meant to be written in the eyes of someone who does not have control over their fate.
It is also meant to reflect on how we do not always appreciate the seriousness of circumstances when we should at times.

Reviews

[Wórdsmíth]

This poem`s very beautiful as well as much thought-invoking in all sense. Indeed. I adore your words. You`ve filled every word of this piece with some kinda inspiration--An inspiration of your own magical talent. I liked it! Yeah, we`re all filled with even surrounded by uncertainties but it`s all what certainties`re `bout cos, every certain thing`s meant to be uncertain and every uncertain ... to be certain as well. It`s life and yea.. we should appreciate the seriousness of circumstances what the life brings us every time. Excellent work as always my friend. Keep it up! ;)

[Mazie]

Thank you very much ^_^

[Wórdsmíth]

Always a pleasure to me to read your insights! ;)