I DO NOT KNOW YOUR SIDE
I can never live double sided life to tell your story, if you ask me, I wish I knew your side only maybe it could have been easier for me. Is it only my side or is it what was destined for me to be? It gets darker and darker everyday moving in shadow of growing up. A wish to live by memories, but are too good, it breaks one’s heart to even glim at it. I just wish time did not move with me. The storm and silence seems to be best friends, plotting and scheming on me. It blows so hard, but got to keep my ground. My heart cracks day by day, but I am never surprise why it is still in one peace My faith and trust in him prevents me from falling apart. When you love someone with all you got, even wavering just a bit leaves you with the guilt of having caused damage. That’s the relationship I have with Him. I s not up to me to ask questions, I just do not get why He thought I can stand it all.
Is not that I have set my eyes on your side, the thing is mine keeps on leaking, I am dawning in the pool of sorrow every day. I pray and I talk to my Father to give me strengths to keep on going, is not by my deeds that I am still moving, is by his mercy I still have strengths to face the next day. The hardship is too big and too hard to carry, it becomes silent, dark, empty.
There are those that live life by day, there are those that live life by night, there are those that life by family and friends. We all have a foundation for our lives. but there are those that live by a foundation that shakes and cracks everyday but never shatters nor crumbles, for the foundation is built on the creator of all.
I do not know about your side, but mine becomes alone every day, I only see I on this side I am in a place where the world and everything in it exist, but to touch, is impossible for me. The question is I am I air or the world? Unanswered, anyway I am used of question marks. I am invisible to the world. This should not matter but my flesh sensitive and weak I feel its great loss and pain. I see me in a flower, with sparkling, and beautiful colours apart from me sees none, all sees some dry tree living at the mercy of its planter, as the planter waters t no matter its condition and no matter the season.
My point is this is my side, I do not know about yours but mine keeps on sliding. Everything around me seems real, but my hands are unable to hold on it, it’s like my eyes are playing tricks on me, it can be my creation, it can be what seems rather untouchable. The truth is I am damaged and He ensures I affect none. There are those that live a blameless life thou it is obvious, they rather bleed and bind the wound than bleeding and facing to the cause of the injury in the end it swings side by side, getting better, getting worse, getting better and getting worse, it becomes a daily thing.
There are those that that smile in front of the mirror and there are those that cries behind the mirror and smile facing the mirror. At the end of the day they are all smiling, the difference is those that cries behind the mirror and smile facing the mirror are doing double work and have to be appreciated for their strengths, not everyone can keep up with that.
I do not know your side,just maybe if I did it could have been much easier for me.
I can never live double sided life to tell your story, if you ask me, I wish I knew your side only maybe it could have been easier for me. Is it only my side or is it what was destined for me to be? It gets darker and darker everyday moving in shadow of growing up. A wish to live by memories, but are too good, it breaks one’s heart to even glim at it. I just wish time did not move with me. The storm and silence seems to be best friends, plotting and scheming on me. It blows so hard, but got to keep my ground. My heart cracks day by day, but I am never surprise why it is still in one peace My faith and trust in him prevents me from falling apart. When you love someone with all you got, even wavering just a bit leaves you with the guilt of having caused damage. That’s the relationship I have with Him. I s not up to me to ask questions, I just do not get why He thought I can stand it all.
Is not that I have set my eyes on your side, the thing is mine keeps on leaking, I am dawning in the pool of sorrow every day. I pray and I talk to my Father to give me strengths to keep on going, is not by my deeds that I am still moving, is by his mercy I still have strengths to face the next day. The hardship is too big and too hard to carry, it becomes silent, dark, empty.
There are those that live life by day, there are those that live life by night, there are those that life by family and friends. We all have a foundation for our lives. but there are those that live by a foundation that shakes and cracks everyday but never shatters nor crumbles, for the foundation is built on the creator of all.
I do not know about your side, but mine becomes alone every day, I only see I on this side I am in a place where the world and everything in it exist, but to touch, is impossible for me. The question is I am I air or the world? Unanswered, anyway I am used of question marks. I am invisible to the world. This should not matter but my flesh sensitive and weak I feel its great loss and pain. I see me in a flower, with sparkling, and beautiful colours apart from me sees none, all sees some dry tree living at the mercy of its planter, as the planter waters t no matter its condition and no matter the season.
My point is this is my side, I do not know about yours but mine keeps on sliding. Everything around me seems real, but my hands are unable to hold on it, it’s like my eyes are playing tricks on me, it can be my creation, it can be what seems rather untouchable. The truth is I am damaged and He ensures I affect none. There are those that live a blameless life thou it is obvious, they rather bleed and bind the wound than bleeding and facing to the cause of the injury in the end it swings side by side, getting better, getting worse, getting better and getting worse, it becomes a daily thing.
There are those that that smile in front of the mirror and there are those that cries behind the mirror and smile facing the mirror. At the end of the day they are all smiling, the difference is those that cries behind the mirror and smile facing the mirror are doing double work and have to be appreciated for their strengths, not everyone can keep up with that.
I do not know your side,just maybe if I did it could have been much easier for me.