A truce with life

Life hasn't been grateful for me since my escape from the womb, oh yes certain consequences faced me but I knew I was stronger, not too long until I acknowledged the reality engulfing it. We all came into this world trying to finish an errand while I had to start one, my errand wasn't me trying to achieve something but it was merely me attempting to survive as a meek human. I'm the kind of girl who'd never disappoint her parents, I appreciate their contribution on trying their best to maintain my welfare even though I know they don't have the ability, and they still try, but I couldn't bare blink and open my eyes back seeing how useless I am blending in their lives and pressurizing them onto having to work constantly. I felt piteous soon suicidal thoughts had welled in my head with utter melancholy. Echoes of despair lived by me while I had to run by the streets of Chicago selling inanimate objects that would get me a nickel or two daily, only when my mother got diagnosed with an incurable disease, I knew I was just as delicate as the leaves shed. I never gave up and became more determined on helping my mum get to a good hospital that could cure her, obstacles seemed to get relieved as love tried to interfere into my miserable life. He was an angel that appeared in the right time. He was the resilience for all my adversities. Love to me seemed like a void that many get thrown at impotently. I couldn't stop but face it with complete affection to my significant other. I think love has been one of the most amazing experiences I went through until I found out that love isn't but treacherous signals between two souls. Many might contradict my notions on love, but that's what it repaid me for experiencing it. Love is not only about the sake of showing it to others but also it is the backbone for the hindrances that might face your partner.

Published 15/7/2016