It amazes me how complex the human feelings are.
How fragile they are.
Yet how strong they are.
I shine brighter than the sun, even if the darkness is leaking from the cracks of my soul.
I dance to the beat of my fractured heart, even if it's pieces cut my feet.
I smile A warm summer day, even if I'm as cold as a freezing winter night.
I call the name of God, even when my faith Is shaken.
I love, even when I'm out of it.
My eyes that weep over the pillow are the same eyes that looks fondly at the stars.
I fall, and get up.
I suffer and I endure.
I break, I shatter, and I mend myself back again.
I still survive, I'm still here.
Maybe I'm not here for long but isn't that the beauty of being human?
