It's in the middle of the night, at times, that I get the urge to write, vent it all out. Everything. I am hopeless, I have been proved wrong over and over again by life and people. Everyone and everything is deceiving, lying has become 'trendy'. Was there really a time when people valued and kept there promises? It doesn't seems so, not in my case. I don't say much about myself to people, but there are times when I am talking and I let something slip, at the time it's all fine because it's finally out but then it bothers me, gnawing on my consciousness. I hope I'd stop caring about all those times when something spilled out but it's a very open world and secrets are as explosive as bombs. It's saddening how there is no room left for honesty or secrecy together. I loath change, it's followed me through life yet it fails to come by when I want it. It seems like all's changing around me; things and people all too fast and it pains me to see the change it makes me hopeless. It's an evil world where people don't admit their own words, a promise reminded of daily is crumpled after a new surprise, the old things lose their sheen and everything replaced. There are no forever-s or never-s in life. We really just walk alone, nobody and nothing is reliable. Not even words it seems so, they tend to draft a fairy tale of their own.
Momina.
Such an honest post, Momina. Just do your own thing. Nobody is worth anything. Some, maybe, actually. But only, sometimes.
ReplyDeleteGood luck.
thank you, it's one of those few posts that haven't been cooped up in drafts before posted! The hard part is recognizing those are worth it, everyone is just so special.
DeleteYou are so right, there is no human in the world who can meet our needs. That is why we need Jesus. He is the only One who can truly fulfill that emptiness and longing in us. It hurts my heart to hear how sad and hopeless this post is. I promise you, dear one, there is hope and joy! I have experienced it on my own life. Jesus has changed me and given me purpose and such joy despite life's constant hardships. With Him there is a purpose in the pain. Here is a cyber-hug :) God Bless, Jackie
ReplyDeleteThank you Jackie! I sure do hope it gets better! :)
DeleteThis is exactly the reason why I started to write. I am very difficult and mostly missunderstood. When everything get frustrating enough to actually suffocate me, I write. I write in rage, in happiness or even in random moods.
ReplyDeleteI can relate to this post a lot.
It's outrageous when people who understand you, fail to get you! I know it's a depressing post and all but I am so glad for all you people backing me up, it makes me feel I am really not alone, thank you! :)
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