The battle
Everyday people get up and start their daily routine. This routine varies from one to another but nevertheless hopes and dreams are always set and the individual will strive towards it with all their might. Never mind their intention of this goal, whether it was for an evil purpose or good-willed. But in these many people there is bound to be the odd one out with a broken heart or a difficulty that’s an obstacle in the way, not necessarily stopping, but delaying this person from their purpose in life.
My battle was with life. My battle to get up and start my daily routine like all people. It was difficult to get up and start the day knowing that my every dream had come to a halt. I lost all ability to look forward onto life or even carry on living. For many days and nights I lay in bed, oblivious to my surroundings, wondering what’s keeping me so long in a place I didn’t want to be in… a place where I had no dream or vision.
I had my eyes shut and counted my fainting heart beats then slowly opened my eyelids just to stare into an empty space and start counting how many breathes I took.
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A battle with life is always a lost one... but u're stong and u'll be on the right track before u know it. Maybe u are already
ReplyDeletethis was my battle 5 years ago after i had an accident... its not a recent battle. but it serves as a good reminder for me
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