“How do you feel when you are drowning in your own expectations?” Like when there is none but you; when all the answers are NO, do you feel like you are gasping for a breathe of fresh air?
The sky is breaking down upon me with all it’s might, my eyes, they are raining down, but am I in control? “NO.” What do I feel? A constant fear of rejection; nothing but at a sea of losses.
Do you feel, that your life is drowning in front of you? Shattered into a thousand pieces like shards of glass piercing the bare skin;
Inflicting pain upon the wounds of time, the apocalypse is real. The surmounting ill-happiness overpowering your every cell, the power house went for a toss and here your fading memory gives you company.
So as I drown in this fear of diversifying darkness, a thin envelope of hope is all that I have. Hope is all that I can hold on to as my hands are thrown up in the air, in the air of wilderness, the air of uncertainty and in total behest of my fate, I submit myself to Hope.
Just not the regular Guy! 