I understand we have to grow up at a certain point and let go of certain things but why do we let go more than we have to and lose focus of the goal. letting go to a point we forget that our enemies are waiting for our downfall. why don't we want to experience pain but don't want to let go it but rather embrace it? why do we hate death soo much but want to give up so easily and let it sweep you off your feet? all these questions keep running through my mind and I can't seem to find the answer? like why does life have to be a decision, really does make you question why you here when you didn't decide to? wandering what would have happened if you were born a little earlier or later, would things be better then? ever felt like every move you make doesn't leave a mark to show your hard work cause they were figuratively moves written down with a pencil so it was easily erased and your scars are written down with ink so it can leave a mark for you to remember? Wandering why you keep obsessing and stressing over the little things? A world I live in is a world I chose to see but how can I trust my eyes when I am blinded by the blinding lights? Was this the life I chose? was this the life I saw myself living or was it a recommendation o tried to follow from someones point of view? forever I will be left shackles, locked away from the truth.
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