Some times in life the struggles I have endured have taken it's destruction straight to my heart. To the very core of my being.... To be me what is it worth?
To feel loss and pain and a feeling so close to your heart that you find sadness lingers in your mind.... waiting to destroy the person you are inside.
The strength I get from my life trials gives me the courage to yet live another day.
But what is life without happiness and love?
You can find love but is it true love?
Is is a love out of despair?
Is it love out of compassion?
Is it love out of desperation?
Is it love out of destruction?
What gives love so much control over the heart?
With out answers to the pain of having someone cut you out of their life with out answers ....
Will it be a struggle in life to seek to find answers that have no answer?
Yet the sun rises another day.
Do I linger in the loss and find no comfort to my soul?
Tasting the joys in life holding it in your hands to see the heart still beats?
For a time .
For a season.
What is life ?
Destructing my own self out of fear to see that I make my choices to live in a bubble to hold all pain close to me.....
With out holding on to that pain can I grow?
