I’m hitting that point where I always give up.

That point when the future looks so dark that I let go of my dreams and grab on to the closest security blanket.

That point when I try to find anything to make life more comfortable but destroy my future in the process.

That point when I have sent my confessions into the void and I begin to fear the humiliation.

That point when I decide none of my work is worth anything.

That point when I am convinced that no one will ever see my films, read my poetry, or touch my art.

That point when it seems like I can do nothing but fail.

This time I am fighting.

I am fighting so hard.

I am pushing, and I am standing still, and I am not wavering, but I can’t stop shaking.

I have so many things to say and they are falling into the void. I am in a race against the time that erases them from history.

I believe I am meant to do this, but all I hear is echoes of His disdain. I believe He loves me, but I am lost in His message and the false ones.

Don’t let me give up.

Keep going.

Don’t stop.

One day you will reap a reward

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: