...never a certainty

With life there is never a certainty 
that things will work out the way you had envisioned at the start. Relationships fail, people fail, circumstances fail, 
everything around you crumbles 
at the most important time of your life. 
You look around and find 
that you are at the crossroads of your life 
all alone with no support, no respite from the life 
which is out to punish you. 
I have been there time and again 
and all I could muster was the strength to move; 
to move away from all that tried to bring me down; 
to move away from negativity; 
to move away even from my 'self-doubting' self. 
But still it remains - that lingering pain and its afterthought 
that will never leave you. 
Neither respite nor refuge, you think about God, 
who seems to you to be looking away. 
you keep afloat thinking that you will not drown 
and the sea of unfairness will not take you in its strong current. 
What does one do then - give up or try again? 
I have asked this question many times and I still do, 
with no answer in sight or maybe 
I do not want to read the writing on the wall. 
I just know that not all roads end, some just get narrower. 
Not all currents take you in their merciless embrace, 

They sometimes throw you out at the shore, 
sometimes battered, sometimes dead. 
I ask this question time and again. 
I ask them quite too often. 
With life there is never a certainty