No way out
It hurts to see something that you had so carefully nurtured all your life, fall into pieces in front of your eyes, and you weeping helplessly over it. There is no answer, you know it, but somehow don’t want to accept this strange fact, coz you have been brought up with encouragement and inspiration that could make you soar towering heights, and you had always liked to believe that nothing’s impossible. At least that’s what you have been telling yourself all your life whenever you’ve felt down. But now, wiping your tears, you feel hopeless and you realize that all those talks of encouragement were a mere fantasy world that you or someone nice had created for you to feel better. This time you ask, how many times will I build castles in the air, how many times will I wait for things to change for the better? There is no better. Whatever there is, is all that is, coz I haven’t been able to make it better. Some problems just work themselves to a state where there is no solution.
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