| Dealing with the anticipated event can be dreadfully painful. Why do I commit myself to such anxiety? The feelings of the never-ending contaminate me to the point of overwhelmingness. Hopefully, the will power and strength that resides deep within me will arise and come defeat my enemy. The victor shall take its place in my chalice, where no one enters but the wanderer. |
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| When life throws at you unexpected turns, how are you supposed to approach and react to them? I am finding myself in this isolated state where nothing seems to fit in the right places. The thoughts I tend to perceive within my brain are not quite revealing or clear about what I should do. Right now, I have this feeling of helplessness, almost a pool of drowning. Am I to be submissive to its temptation? How is one to rise above such falls without determination or hope? Every second that ticks on by, what am I doing to better myself? It is all worth it in the end? |
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| Experiences are endured for a reason. The fixations placed upon life take forth specific directions and cease not to diverge from its path. It is not what you do with your life, its how you react to it. |
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