No pain no gain
The mid-morning sky is crying for me...
It's funny how God really puts one over us, but what's funnier is that we keep on complaining that's it's His fault but in fact we are the ones to blame for it.
3 weeks is a loong way ahead and yet I feel the burden has finally got the best of me. No matter what I do I still insist on committing a mistake, it's as if I was born to commit them, but in fact I am born to commit mistakes and so does everyone else.
But why is it that it hurts so much? Oh right, it's a stupid gesture to ask anyone because as shobe's says, everyone is different how they experience and look at life is different. So then nobody should have any right to say that they feel or know what somebody else feels, because nobody would know what you feel exactly (pardon me if you would say that you didn't say such things, I assumed that that was your reason behind the things you said to me previously)
Nobody deserves hell (the figurative term of hell not the society's perception of it) nobody deserves torment, especially to those who were the one who willingly gave themselves up for something more important. Hell's reserved for those who fail to realize what they have and those who do nothing to get back that important piece of themselves...
I've got nothing more to give, nothing else to provide and everything to lose, but as my previous co-worker said "if it's the way it is then it's the way it is",
yeah right...
I can't keep this to myself anymore, it's killing me way too fast and way too painfully, but hey, it's what I got... I should live with it... No matter what the outcome is, no matter what pains I would have to endure, I know deep inside that this is my best. I may not be perfect, I may not be mature, I may not be an angel nor a guy who could be with you forever, at least I am true, and I am 100% me.
If everything ends after three weeks, so be it... I won't cry anymore, I wont be hurt anymore, I won't resort to my old ways of licking my wounds and barking at the one who I lost and who has hurt me the most... because I deserved every single moment of it...
If hell was like this everyday, I'm so thankful that in the end of the day He is still there for me, even if I turned my back on Him...
and yet knowing this, I still can't block the pain... and the sky is crying for me again...
All I can do now is just breathe...
It's funny how God really puts one over us, but what's funnier is that we keep on complaining that's it's His fault but in fact we are the ones to blame for it.
3 weeks is a loong way ahead and yet I feel the burden has finally got the best of me. No matter what I do I still insist on committing a mistake, it's as if I was born to commit them, but in fact I am born to commit mistakes and so does everyone else.
But why is it that it hurts so much? Oh right, it's a stupid gesture to ask anyone because as shobe's says, everyone is different how they experience and look at life is different. So then nobody should have any right to say that they feel or know what somebody else feels, because nobody would know what you feel exactly (pardon me if you would say that you didn't say such things, I assumed that that was your reason behind the things you said to me previously)
Nobody deserves hell (the figurative term of hell not the society's perception of it) nobody deserves torment, especially to those who were the one who willingly gave themselves up for something more important. Hell's reserved for those who fail to realize what they have and those who do nothing to get back that important piece of themselves...
I've got nothing more to give, nothing else to provide and everything to lose, but as my previous co-worker said "if it's the way it is then it's the way it is",
yeah right...
I can't keep this to myself anymore, it's killing me way too fast and way too painfully, but hey, it's what I got... I should live with it... No matter what the outcome is, no matter what pains I would have to endure, I know deep inside that this is my best. I may not be perfect, I may not be mature, I may not be an angel nor a guy who could be with you forever, at least I am true, and I am 100% me.
If everything ends after three weeks, so be it... I won't cry anymore, I wont be hurt anymore, I won't resort to my old ways of licking my wounds and barking at the one who I lost and who has hurt me the most... because I deserved every single moment of it...
If hell was like this everyday, I'm so thankful that in the end of the day He is still there for me, even if I turned my back on Him...
and yet knowing this, I still can't block the pain... and the sky is crying for me again...
All I can do now is just breathe...