Maybe or just maybe .....ONE DAY

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Maybe we're meant to stay a little broken, a little incomplete, and a little imperfect so there's room for growth, so there's room for people to pour their love, their lessons and their warmth into us and make us feel whole again, even if its for a little while. Maybe we're not meant to heal completely from things and, just like a river, a small ripple of pain or happiness in our lives in supposed to keep us going a long way.

Maybe thats what it is. Maybe life isnt about winning or losing but gaining experiences, love, relationships, a family. I know that I want everything figured out. I hate the uncertainty of the path ahead. I get uncomfortable when I think about how blurry my future is. But the best experiences in life are had outside of our comfort zone. Maybe thats what Ive gotten all wrong this whole time.

I shouldn't look at life as a journey for betterment but a journey for growth, whatever that looks like. Maybe that's what when I'll be able to say that Im okay and feel it too.

I cannot control the randomness of life, or any of its fickle flashes. Some mornings i will wake up to heaviness in my bones and i will breathe the hurt from your lungs. On other days, I will rejoice, i will laugh with all of the vigor in my body. There are going to be moments in life that propel i forward, and there will be those that grab me by the ankles and drag me three steps in the opposite direction. Love will build the most exquisite house made of paper and glass just to blow it down; it will grow me and it will tear me apart eventually in the process.

On most days it won't make sense, and that is the point life is a mess. Everything about it is a giant hurricane that we will never truly comprehend, that we will never be able to contain, but that is what makes it so stunning, that is what makes it perfect.

Its all a mess the hair, the bed, the words, the heart. Life. It is all a mess, but we can't deny the fact that it is magic. We can't deny the fact that it is frustrating and stunning, empty and full at the exact same time, overflowing with opportunities to feel and grow and swallow the sun whole if we truly wanted to. We must remind ourselves that life is never going to slow down, it is never going to simplify, and we must come to terms with that for if we search for routine, the ordinary will kill us before the sadness does. Embrace the entropy in life. You were bred from storms, that is why you are primarily water. You were created from white hot heat and from atoms that will never stop vibrating and shaking within you, so do not vilify your heart when it quakes, do not condemn your life when it surges and when it falls. Embrace its pulse, and the randomness of it all, embrace its disorder.

Everybody has weakness, dark sight, scars to hide from every sight. All smiling face aren't genuine.

Sometimes I feel to stop my breathe on my own hands. Just like right now while i'm typing my keyboard, my mind is a mess right now. I'm cautious ,it's not good for me to stay awaken late when i'm suffering from depression. Then whom I;m kidding, nowadays I ofently feeling self centred, low about myself. What am I doing, what wrong did I already done to have this shits in my life.....Well old habit dies hard. I flatter,i lost, I broke, I cried, I screamed on empty eyes. But in these journey , I find myself . Even though I;m just some pieces of scar, i'm happy. Maybe I won't be happy what I had ever wanted in my life. But at least I made myself to quit the option to end life.

Life is a mess yes, but my dear, it is ever a beautiful one.

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