Dear life,
Thank you for the pain,
for the suffer and troubles!
I’ve often wondered if my
pain gave you a kind of sick pleasure. Dear life, are you a sadist? It looks
like, yes…
I am not going to write
about how pitiful I am, how unfair you are to me. Whatever you have given, I tried
to accept in a best way I can. I don’t know if I satisfied you, if my suffering
was enough to please your ill nature.
Please, do not accept my
words as a complaint. I don’t want to moan at all. Sometimes you push my
boundaries. It is like to reach the edge of the cliff, see the death and come
back to the life when you almost fell down. To test the boundaries and to know
how much you can take is always good. But human borders are limited. Unfortunately,
dear life, you forget it often. Don’t you think you should stop when you reach
a dead end instead of pushing?
Sometimes you were quite gentle
and kind to me however it made me to think if there was something wrong with
you.
Most times I felt like I am
in a dark cave and the beast is waiting to attack me from the darkness. This
fear is still with me and I have no idea how to get rid of that. Dear life, why
you love darkness? Maybe you turned your dark side to me, maybe I don’t deserve
colorful one. Only you know that. But I just want to tell you. I love colors
too. Try to show me that side, please. Let that beast go away, let the sun shine
and bring light to the cave.
It is really hard to
explain things when you are full but you can’t say anything. I hope you
understand me.
Anyway, thank you for
all!
With love…
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