Golden days that are like evening sunsets remain in my mind like a film in a loop. Time flies yet my life is seeping slowly with age. I am going through hell and back like nobody’s business as I get older. The loud cries of my fears are screaming and crushing me down and up in all directions but I am still standing tall.
Every time I get closer to what I believe in the harder it is to reach what I deserve. This time I am defeated by my own thoughts and emotions that manifest challenges that are beyond my love of life. Yeah, I get that overwhelming feeling of uncertainty when it comes to what’s good for me. It’s puzzling to think I am the only one who can see my inner thoughts that are painting my future so vividly clear I wish could live it now.
Sometimes I just chill with myself to find myself in a way that will build me to face the bigger obstacles ahead of me. Praying for days on end without losing faith that one day I will have the power to change my home situation. That spirit of never giving up is like a definition of divine life.