Like Job today I’d say, “oh if my words were written in a book”. Life has a funny way of changing your view on things. Sometimes it’s too hard but yet you must go through it. Emotion, it’s always about emotion. Feelings, trust, let downs oh how far too many these things are. Growing up is hard thing but there is no choice to make. One must go through a valley to one day come up on a mountain. Emotions boiling within my being. Feel like the only way to express them is through my tears and silent words. I wish I could quieten my mind for some time. The noise of silence is sometimes so deafening. At a time like this is better to live of die? But the will to live holds its arms tightly around my heart. There can be no struggle, I just have to trust the hands that hold my life. Learning that its too much of a burden to hurt for another. Yet I still must but do I have to? Far away my mind must travel, only to come back again and realise why it must go. Let me be propelled by a dream and hide fear and worry. What is the dream? I do not know. Life is...
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