Isn't strange how so many things in life just have whispers, and are so hard to find? How so many times we are told not to believe this or that? How things we long for do not exist? How someone once so strong can feel paper thin?
Its a constant struggle not only to have faith, but to trust. Its a struggle to find a balance in life, especially when you feel so lost on the inside. The inner musings of the mind that bicker, the constant wishes for something bigger. Questions of which way to go? What is the right path? Is this all to my life? Why do I only feel like half?
Things I use to believe strongly, now feel so fleeting. The power I use to have seems diminished. I feel drained by society, by the very life I breath, and I'm not so sure I can pull myself up. Most days anymore, I wonder if its better to just give up...
A bit about me, a part of me has always seen held back, yet in my writing it comes to life. I would rather spend most nights inside reading or writing instead of surrounded by others. Those I once called friends, and family now have lives that differ quite different from me. I guess it is one of the reason I stay up late, sleep odd hours, and feel alone frequently. I find ways to numb that loneliness but sometimes the echoes reverbeat through, and that is a path best not traveled. To know me, is to know my soul, that will take time. No telling if that will be seen, but into the eternal embrace, at least he moonlight keeps me company most nights.
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Awesome well said! :-)
Sometimes even with family around. The moonlight and the night can feel like the only companions ever there.
at last....a kindred spirit
i know thie pain well i still live it my self
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sippa
09:08 Jun 17 2016
i fully understand what you are saying, ive been there myself.
but the one thing i have learned in my time is
Never Give Up
because the one thing that is always with us is
Hope
there is always hope. it is the one light that will help us find our way through the darkness.