Sometimes it's all just so hard to keep believing, to keep being strong, to just hold on to that teeny weeny bit of hope one has left when all around seems like its Armageddon. Really, how much more can a single soul take before it gives up hope, and faith and then gives up on life?
This, I guess, is the story of life. How you join the multitudes to tell that one soul never to give up, never to let go, to keep believing, keep hoping, to never say die only for you to touch base with you bed and cry your eyes out not knowing or being sure of what the next month, week, day, or even hour would bring your way.
From the outside everyone thinks you are strong - it is from you they draw strength of optimism. From the smile that never seems to be too far from your face to those words of courage that flow unending, seemingly, from your mouth. They never know just how much you want to scream loud and damn the consequences of being nice or proper or anything but human.
Don't give fear a place in your heart they say; which fear? The one that's already building a fort for itself using distrust, loneliness, insecurity and failure as beams to hold up a structure that once raised would stand the waves of words no matter how filly spoken?
It's hard sometimes to go on living with family and friends to busy trying to schedule time even for themselves, trying to make it too to the next phase.
And you are here - just barely living; existing!
*deep sigh*
This, I guess, is the story of life. How you join the multitudes to tell that one soul never to give up, never to let go, to keep believing, keep hoping, to never say die only for you to touch base with you bed and cry your eyes out not knowing or being sure of what the next month, week, day, or even hour would bring your way.
From the outside everyone thinks you are strong - it is from you they draw strength of optimism. From the smile that never seems to be too far from your face to those words of courage that flow unending, seemingly, from your mouth. They never know just how much you want to scream loud and damn the consequences of being nice or proper or anything but human.
Don't give fear a place in your heart they say; which fear? The one that's already building a fort for itself using distrust, loneliness, insecurity and failure as beams to hold up a structure that once raised would stand the waves of words no matter how filly spoken?
It's hard sometimes to go on living with family and friends to busy trying to schedule time even for themselves, trying to make it too to the next phase.
And you are here - just barely living; existing!
*deep sigh*
