Hello, there :)
So, this is my first time ever writing here and it serves to say that I'm scared as shit but I hope you enjoy it.
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Tuesday, September 10, 2019
5:00 AM
I always wonder
How much does one person have to endure until theyve finally had enough?
How long until they finally decide to'be done with the bullshit', so to speak?
And I always wonder
How much is enough?
There are thousands, millions, billions of people on this planet
And each with their own interpretations of the word "enough".
To one person, "enough" might mean being betrayed by a close friend
To another it might mean losing a loved one or someone dear to their heart
And to yet another, it might mean something as simple as losing an important trinket
Every person has a limit to how much they can endure
A certain amount of stones that they can have hurled at them
Before they're rendered unable to stand.
The problem with the world - or one of them, at least -
Is that people seem to believe that everyone has the same limit
The same amount of tick-tick-tocks before the bomb goes off
Not considering that every bomb might have different wiring
Different materials used to build it
Different triggers
Some a little more sensitive than others
And others that are a little harder to figure out
And it is quite sad to see the more sensitive ones triggered all too often.
And many think of that sensitivity as weakness.
Letting something as simple as a childish quarrel cause you to shell yourself
Or letting something as complicated as a betrayal continue to plague your every thought
If only life could be so simple as some believe it should be.
Wish it could be.
But I dont think it ever will be.
It is hard, this life that we live
Sometimes, hard enough to make us think that its not wort itand we have to ask
"What can we do to make it worth it?"
Just like people have different definitions of "enough"
They also have different views on "worth"
And sadly, this word means absolutely nothing to those who have endured enough for them to believe they have no worth at all
Though, not all hope is lost.
There are some that do find their way back
Back to realizing that they will always have worth
But for others, it takes more than a couple of comforting words and a few pats on the back.
Wounds, no matter the size, no matter the depth, always leave scars
Reminders
And those reminders are what make it difficult for people to try
To rescue what was lost in their making
Some heal quickly, while others require a journey through hell itself to be able to seal
And I would like to give words of encouragement,
Though to some it may not mean much at all
But here is a string, a strand of light - hope - to cling to
It is all worth it in the end
Though right now, it may not seem like it
And I'm sure to many of you, this will sound more like an insult
Because you have gone through something that no one else can understand
Comprehend
And I can understand that much at least
But keep trying.
The road is long, hard, dangerous, painful
Life will throw a lot at you
But whether it is to break you down or build you up
Is something only you can decide
So I ask you
What will life do to you?
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So, there you have it.
Let me know what you think. And please try to be gentle.
Oki, bye! ❤😊
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