söndag 3 juni 2012

48. feared


And then there are days when I wish I simply did not wake up or walked out of the door. Days like today. But I still did it, because it had to be done. Days that are remembered as one of the worst days in a year, or even life. Yet I walked through them. So, here it is to the difficult days, to the days that bring out shadows and deamons living inside me, days that present me with the feared and left me alive to live with it. Here is to days that I am left with guilt, with confusion, with uncertanity and with the knowledge that some things are forever taken away and that roads will never be the same no matter how we wish them to. To the days when I am left aware of my aloness and forced to deal with it. I give gratitude to it, to such this day. And I surrender to it.

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