Torrents of emotion, all colliding at the same time. Amidst the chaos, you are alone. Maybe someone doubts, or can even guess half the truth. You hide the pain, and move along. The smile is not fake. It's genuine and heartfelt, but so is the pain. You carry the burden of years past and years ahead. You pray and pray, with faith that never bends. You never give up, you never quit. You have the hope. You have the sorrow that teaches that no matter how low you bow, you will never break.
But days pass, and days go by. The hope fades, and with trembling hands, you hold on tighter, because you know that hope is your only rescue from the despair you could so easily surrender to.
They look at you and see brightness. They look at you to gain strength. They look at you with expectations that never end. But at times, you want to rest. You want to lay low. You want it easy and slow. You want the luxury of closing your eyes, without a thousand thoughts streaming through your mind. You want to scream at them and tell them look at me. See me. Feel me. I am standing tall. I am standing strong. I am smiling. But I am broken. I am repairing myself, fractured bit by fractured bit. I have struggled and I have fought. Sometimes winning and sometimes losing. Sometimes on top and sometimes below. I have battled my demons and conquered what little of them I could. But I am human. I am emotions and I am feelings.
You look at them and you wonder. You look at them and you question. Which one of you sees the truth. Which one of you can feel the loss. Which one of you understands the emptiness.
They all demand you give and give. You love to give. You live to give. But sometimes, just sometimes, it would be nice to take a break. To have no worries. To have no fears.
Sometimes, you just want to.......run away.
But days pass, and days go by. The hope fades, and with trembling hands, you hold on tighter, because you know that hope is your only rescue from the despair you could so easily surrender to.
They look at you and see brightness. They look at you to gain strength. They look at you with expectations that never end. But at times, you want to rest. You want to lay low. You want it easy and slow. You want the luxury of closing your eyes, without a thousand thoughts streaming through your mind. You want to scream at them and tell them look at me. See me. Feel me. I am standing tall. I am standing strong. I am smiling. But I am broken. I am repairing myself, fractured bit by fractured bit. I have struggled and I have fought. Sometimes winning and sometimes losing. Sometimes on top and sometimes below. I have battled my demons and conquered what little of them I could. But I am human. I am emotions and I am feelings.
You look at them and you wonder. You look at them and you question. Which one of you sees the truth. Which one of you can feel the loss. Which one of you understands the emptiness.
They all demand you give and give. You love to give. You live to give. But sometimes, just sometimes, it would be nice to take a break. To have no worries. To have no fears.
Sometimes, you just want to.......run away.
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