Determination

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Coping with pain can be challenging. It takes a little bit of faith and motivation to keep yourself moving.

Submitted: December 18, 2016

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Submitted: December 18, 2016

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I still have a feeling that my journey has just begun. But, how am I supposed to move when it feels like my body is broken down physically and mentally and my skin can't even feel the heat from the Sun. You see, pain isn't patient, pain isn't blind. Pain really hits you, it isn't just your state of mind. It sends a vibration down your spine, tossing and turning, spinning your stomach until it feels like your insides are burning. Holding on to a grudge for so long only adds on to the burden. Try to smile, but the smile goes away in two seconds and that's when you realize you're really hurting. See, people don't know how to cope with pain these days. They turn suicidal killing themselves slowly because of the world's magnitude and when destruction walks in, we walk out on faith. We just drop everything and say, "Forget the human race." It seems, seems like I keep running back to my dreams. But, I have to realize when am I going to wake up to reality? When I perish? The hardships, good times, bad times, headaches, and mistakes, I should cherish. Reality and I should be committed. At least I was brought into this world. My dreams didn't do that now did it? Yearning for a breath, trying to live because you're suffocating from the weight of the world. But, soon you inhale holding your breath and realize you're no longer living in depression. Happiness is your family once you get to know it. Still holding your breath, you realize depression is your enemy and it's not afraid to show it. I thank God for my brain because without it I would be going insane. You can't always depend on someone to give you a shoulder cause their shoulder might be weak. That's why you have to keep the mind of a soldier, the hole doesn't rise, it only gets deep. I stood up and started to walk, and that walk slowly turned into a run. My body's stronger and my skin can finally feel the heat from the Sun.


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