I always keep going.
I don't know if it's right
but I keep going.
Even when my legs hurt
I stop for just a moment
and then I keep walking
keeping the pace
even though my effort
has to be double.
Some times I stop moving
and I think that
"everything it's pointless"
and "I should stop".
I shake off that thought
even if I have it like
ten times per day.
But I never stop.
I keep trying
to live, to survive...
I don't know
if it's right
but I keep up
with whatever I have to face.
Even when I realize
my life gets worst every day
and my feet get tired more easily
and my head spins
and my heart aches...
I keep on walking
I don't know if it
Every breath and every (heart) beat
when it's morning or we sleep
while we think but don't react
it's a time to retract.
That's the time that we think
there is no way out of it
we wait for a little more
what else but pray for some hope.
You ask for help,
I silence myself;
we fight for a chance
but nothing even change.
Tears, black and smoke,
just a night more;
to keep the rythm going
to force the time flowing...
Wipes, blades and crayons
to draw upon the dirty walls
words that might save
those who didn't fail.
But now it's not too late
for a light, for a change;
to see inside the dark
and leave the mind blank.
As the wind passed through your hair
I knew...
It was too early
but too late,
at the same time.
I knew how our story was about to end...
Like all good stories do...
they end.
One two
One two
Left right
Left right...
Put the one foot after the other, they say,
if you are not convinced that where you are going
is a place worth the road - the labor.
Keep walking.
One two
One two
One and two
One and two...
Put the one foot after the other ,
if you don't want to go where you are going
but you know you should - because there's nowhere else to go...
Keep walking.
One two
One two
Breath in,
Breath out...
When you get there
your pain will stop...
You will even forget
how dificult it was to get there.
"So walk, walk you fool
till you find an end..."
Walk,
walk like it's the only thing you can do now; be
Things I wanted to tell you (but didn't) #1 by joy97, literature
Literature
Things I wanted to tell you (but didn't) #1
Many have said it better but, please that soft and sensitive part of your heart; your soft voice to cats your anger at injustice your irritation in face of ridicule your joy upon seen your friends your longing for something more your sadness that come from memories (never forgotten) your discomfort sitting at boring meetings your anxiety when you have to do something new your knee-jerk movement to help someone that asked your kind eyes upon me... Please that weak and fragile part (that is anything but!) never let it go away... Please never become hard. Please never become "stronger". Please never listen to "stop being so sensitive". ...rocks don't have friends... You are resilient. (and that's better)
I wish for someone to love me,
but then I think when they will look at me
with love and acceptance in their eyes
I'll cry,
I'll cry all day long...
But what if they are ok with it?
What if they are patient with me,
and wait, till the day I will stop crying.
Oh please be patient with me.
I cry now, because I need to grieve
I need to cry away the years I was alone
the years I passed with people without love
for me.
Oh be patient with me,
and you will see the day I'll stop crying
for I'll always smile
when I see the love and patience in your eyes.
Restless like a lion on a too small cage;
he walks up and down
he roars to the clown
he eats with eyes full of fear
and wish to get out of here.
He laughs with some peers
and sheds no tears.
He dreams of lands far away
and sings of feelings lost
but hey,
he will one day
find a place far away
a place to call home...
Requesting to turn back time is useless or even harmfull.
You are never the same person again
your past is never going to satisfy you
once you are through it.
So move on
and make your new you
with the tools of yesterday
and the hopes of tomorrow.
That's evolution.
-You are not going to call me weak for crying?
-You are not weak and crying doesn’t make you weak.
-But crying for such stupid reason does.
-Why do you cry?
-Because I’ll leave tomorrow and I’ll probably never see you again.
-Fear of losing the people we have feelings for is not stupid. It’s human nature to be afraid of the unknown and to cry from fear. You don’t have to worry. Cry as much as you need to then go to sleep.
-You don’t care do you?
-If I didn’t care I would had tell you to go to bed and forget about it. But your emotional health is important…
-To the mission.
-In general.
-But no
'It's not like it's serious'... by joy97, literature
Literature
'It's not like it's serious'...
-Have you tried to talk to someone?
-Talk to someone? About what?
There's no evidence,
there's no marks.
-Yes but they hurt you.
-So? People hurt each other every day...
And only some "cases" get justice.
-You will get justice, people will relate, people will understand.
-They will not.
Because they glorify people in position of power.
Because there is no pysical evidence
and my mental health is an "excuse".
-...
-And my death will be an excuse...
Because I'm fighting for years in the silence
and when they will see the body
they will see evidence for the very first time.
And they will start counting mistakes backwards.
And they will u
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