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There are times we wade through the roughness and harshness of life when it gets unfair. The best of the worst time. That time when our days are filled with confusing emotions that our laid-back souls never really learned how to decipher. We feel ourselves losing self-control and housing invisible ants crawling underneath our skins.
The inability to be able to do something for whom we care about preys on our weak souls while bodies go to rest. We slip into dreamland and after a few seconds of light and color, darkness claims the atmosphere to wake us up drenched in sweat coming out of a nightmare after a while. Our self-critics feed on the fear we feel when the possibility to fail those we love weighs down on our flawed souls.
We curse upon whatever fate led to our being -us. Us the bunch that is trying to get rehabilitated on indulging in self-doubts, unsureness, and sometimes identifying as weaklings among other destructive tendencies. So... We push ourselves against walls and allow darkness to block our way out by assisting those beating down on us to corner us inside our very own mental prisons.
There are times we can remain prisoners in our own minds for life but sometimes we figure out our way after a little while. Those are the times the lessons can be few but still have immense value to us as lessons and scars are the mosaics adorning our resilient souls. They represent the times we dared believed in ourselves or the times we mastered enough fear to stop being afraid of trying.
The lessons detail down our endless disappointments and a few heartbreaks. The whys trust will never be one of those things we freely give. The ever blazing fire of wanting to fix the world and all its flaws from our limited perspectives. The undying wishes to wanna correct all the wrong in the world. Sometimes our thoughts are pure like that.
But there are those times we sieve through the toxic we let into souls like breathing ninjas. When we send demons back to hell the minute they knock on our doors without hesitation. When we push back to set boundaries and make no apologies for it. Our tongues tell it as it is to help set our unchained souls free to roam the vast lands of good possibilities unrestricted. Nothing can then hold us hostage expect ourselves.
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Very true thoughts. I struggle with not being able to alleviate suffering for many who I know are suffering. We may not be able to do this physically, but we have the power of prayer.
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That's very true! Our universal link ♡
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Lovely and a bit sad. You are a talented writer.
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Thank you :)
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