I wish I could just throw my hands up and say I give up. The clock keeps ticking and the world keeps spinning but sometimes it feels so hard to keep up; as if tomorrow comes before I can sort my thoughts on today. Today seems so small compared to the future I have ahead of me. But today is also all I have.
I want to be fearless. I want to be okay when things are rocky. I want to have the strength of will to keep pushing no matter what.
I haven't given up yet, so I must have something.
It's not that I don't think I'm strong enough to handle things, it's that I want to learn how to find the beauty in being hurt by certain things. I suppose that sounds a little strange. But even in pain, at least in some, there has to be something - no matter how small - that you can take away and learn from. Maybe you find out something about yourself, or learn a side or strength to life that you never saw before. There has to be something beautiful that stems from the aching. There has to be.
I want to be fearless. I want to be okay when things are rocky. I want to have the strength of will to keep pushing no matter what.
I haven't given up yet, so I must have something.
It's not that I don't think I'm strong enough to handle things, it's that I want to learn how to find the beauty in being hurt by certain things. I suppose that sounds a little strange. But even in pain, at least in some, there has to be something - no matter how small - that you can take away and learn from. Maybe you find out something about yourself, or learn a side or strength to life that you never saw before. There has to be something beautiful that stems from the aching. There has to be.
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