Each one of us has our own cross to bear,
The weight of which sometimes crushes us,
Weighing down on us to such an extent where we feel we don't have the strength to go on any longer...
That this may as well be the end of the road for us...
It gets tough, difficult to hold on...
You feel your hold slipping,
You begin to doubt,
Your faith begins to falter,
Life is never easy and sometimes the bad patch lasts a little longer than we would like it to, but sometimes that's just how it works...
But once those dark clouds of despair move away, the sky is clear and bright once again...
Happiness & Peace will eventually find it's way to you,
The sun always shines even after the darkest nights no matter how long the night may seem to go on,
The storm always settles and passes through and a new day begins...
Things get better on their own time...
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Drifters
PoesíaThoughts that pass through our minds at the most random times, when we don't pay much attention and when we don't ponder or focus on it as much, but at a later stage it hits you hard like someone has just thrown a bucket of ice cold water over your...
