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I realised the hard way these past few weeks, that I have always been harbouring lofty expectations that will never be realised. My thoughts were akin to an blank canvas on which fantasies were written, sketched, even modelled; they were never substantial.
Disappointment after disappointment streamed in as a result of the thoughts that were not realised, and the expectations that were not met. Swift and steady, they resembled currents of a flooding river. And I was the lone soul who clung onto the fragile, breaking branch for my life.
Although I have since recovered, I expect to have similar experiences again. Why do I keep living life the way I do now? Perhaps the whole deal about astrology was true after all. I'm terribly possessive, just like how Scorpios are described to be. But I'm tired of this seemingly unending emotional cycle. I'm tired of always having to pick myself up from crevasse-like depths, just to plunge into one again.
I'm tired of learning things the hard way. Of doing things the hard way. Of realising that everything is hard by not having things go my way, not even once.
But what hurts the most is that life is as harsh as it gets. With every dawn in life is a brand new battlefield, and I'll just have to grit my teeth and last the day, just like how I always do.
Disappointment after disappointment streamed in as a result of the thoughts that were not realised, and the expectations that were not met. Swift and steady, they resembled currents of a flooding river. And I was the lone soul who clung onto the fragile, breaking branch for my life.
Although I have since recovered, I expect to have similar experiences again. Why do I keep living life the way I do now? Perhaps the whole deal about astrology was true after all. I'm terribly possessive, just like how Scorpios are described to be. But I'm tired of this seemingly unending emotional cycle. I'm tired of always having to pick myself up from crevasse-like depths, just to plunge into one again.
I'm tired of learning things the hard way. Of doing things the hard way. Of realising that everything is hard by not having things go my way, not even once.
But what hurts the most is that life is as harsh as it gets. With every dawn in life is a brand new battlefield, and I'll just have to grit my teeth and last the day, just like how I always do.