My mind numb, emotions blank, not a feeling around. An empty canvas more detailed than any such state. A stray thought arose to get up and go, yet a wave slammed back to stay down and stay back. And yet, I pushed through.
Wiping water from my eyes, I could make out only a little in the dim dark sight - for the sky had darkened with a thunderous might. I could feel ever so little, the droplets as they fall. Very light, I noticed - It seemed to me that the weight of the cloud far much more than that of the rain. And yet, I pushed through.
After pushing through the wave and rain, a fog still remained refusing to blow away. My mind toiled, much like an engine without oil, attempting to remember any such detail of what was and what was to come. Yet all that was found was, lost or astray. And yet, I pushed..
But nowhere did I come through. Around and around, I went – revisiting the waves, the clouds, and the fog. One would lead to another, the another, then always back again. I grew tired as I went round and round. My eyes grew weary with everything so dark and dreary. Just before I drifted off to the land of bright and sunny, one last through came across my mind,
Will I ever make it through?
- LS
PS – Hello, it’s me, the guy who wrote this. I just wanted to say that if you are struggling, there is always hope. Your life is the most precious thing on this planet, to me and everyone around – even if they don’t realize it themselves. Hold onto that hope and let it be your shining light.