Agony of reality
What do you do when all your life turns upside down?
When your happiness disappears with the blink of an eye?
When you have to take what made you happiest and kill it?
Why can you have a day of pure joy,
That is immediately destroyed by the agony of reality?
Why can you be scared of tomorrow,
Scared of yesterday
But in this moment, you're happy?
The moment will pass.
The moment will leave.
You'll be left with nothing but empty memories.
You'll be left saying "why did that happen?"
"Why was this given to me only to be taken back?"
This life is so fleeting.
It's gone so fast.
Moments are what make it seem long.
That moment wherein you felt like dieing.
That moment wherein you felt like flying.
The little moments.
The little things in life that make such a difference.
The things that are inconsequential now,
Are the same things that you'll look back on and say,
"Those were the good times."
It's the people who wander in and out of life,
That make it worth living.
From that girl you met at the grocery store checkout,
To the man you spent half your life with.
To your own Mom.
The little things.
The people you so often take for granted.
When you wake up and find them gone,
What do you do?
When your happiness disappears with the blink of an eye?
When you have to take what made you happiest and kill it?
Why can you have a day of pure joy,
That is immediately destroyed by the agony of reality?
Why can you be scared of tomorrow,
Scared of yesterday
But in this moment, you're happy?
The moment will pass.
The moment will leave.
You'll be left with nothing but empty memories.
You'll be left saying "why did that happen?"
"Why was this given to me only to be taken back?"
This life is so fleeting.
It's gone so fast.
Moments are what make it seem long.
That moment wherein you felt like dieing.
That moment wherein you felt like flying.
The little moments.
The little things in life that make such a difference.
The things that are inconsequential now,
Are the same things that you'll look back on and say,
"Those were the good times."
It's the people who wander in and out of life,
That make it worth living.
From that girl you met at the grocery store checkout,
To the man you spent half your life with.
To your own Mom.
The little things.
The people you so often take for granted.
When you wake up and find them gone,
What do you do?
posted by Hannah at 10:16 AM
1 Comments:
You thank God for what you still have and for those things that will never leave you; that will never give up no matter how much time goes by. You smile when you realize that all those things that happened in what time you've been through can and will happen again and more if you let them. Be thankful for these trials and delays because when it's all over and you've stuck with it and you can finally have what you've tried for so long to get, you'll be able to look back over all that you've weathered and be amazed at your own determined perseverence and know that you worked for what you'll have. It's those people who come in and fade out that make life worth living. It's those people who come in and refuse to leave that make life worth loving.
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