fighting the battle to win the war
you feel joyous, and happy, like nothing or no one could bring you down... than in the blink of an eye, you feel the weight of horror balance on your shoulders, and it feels like the world is crashing down on you... when in reality, it is you who is crashing down on the world.
it buckles from the inside, and boils your blood to the point of insanity. doubt brings a comfort to you, as if it was there all along, watching your every move and every decision you have made.
every move you make, and every inhale and exhale mean something. weather you know it yet or not, you live for someone. you may not have met them yet. you may have only graced them with your presence once or twice. or maybe you know them better than you know your own self. theyre out there, and it is beautiful.
the thought that someone lives because you live is worth fighting for. nothing is more fragile than a life of loneliness. so when you find yourself caught in the fight between giving up, or fighting the battle and moving on to win the war, remember this: you are a someone. and the world depends on you.
it buckles from the inside, and boils your blood to the point of insanity. doubt brings a comfort to you, as if it was there all along, watching your every move and every decision you have made.
every move you make, and every inhale and exhale mean something. weather you know it yet or not, you live for someone. you may not have met them yet. you may have only graced them with your presence once or twice. or maybe you know them better than you know your own self. theyre out there, and it is beautiful.
the thought that someone lives because you live is worth fighting for. nothing is more fragile than a life of loneliness. so when you find yourself caught in the fight between giving up, or fighting the battle and moving on to win the war, remember this: you are a someone. and the world depends on you.