Thoughts of a brighter tomorrow
Thoughts of a brighter tomorrow. That's what they always tell you to hold onto, isn't it? Thoughts of tomorrow being the day it all gets better. Thoughts of finally being happy. Fat chance. What are the odds that this, of all days will be the day it all changes? But the thing is, it won't be. There is no chance of that. But, it might be the day it starts changing. The day the night ends and the sun starts rising, ever so slowly. So for now, while everything is dark and cold and you're completely alone, hold on to what little you can. Don't kill yourself because of all the little things. Don't kill yourself, because you're looking forward to that bowl of cereal tomorrow. Don't kill yourself because you don't know what the next COD game is yet. Hold onto little things, for as long as it takes. Because one day, it will start getting better. It won't just be better. You have to work for it. You have to sit through it. You have to try. It will hurt. But just hold on. Just don't let go. Please, Lei.
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Trials and Tribulations
PoetryA collection of poems detailing my experiences in life. There's also some distinct theology aspects. (WIP) Each Collection will have a distinct theme. Realizations: This one as the name would suggest is about realizations I've had. All future...
