Hasty decisions of life
Have you ever taken stringent measures to ensure everything is alright despite knowing it never going to be. But to be never able to feel that way is what something wrong means. You know your making mistake to tend to those wounds but unable to because you realize it’s too late. The answer to that “It is never too late”, one can change if they put their mind to it. In the end, inside out deems right yet confused.
Life seems like a mystery ride that is filled with more downs than ups. One question that continuous silence of the night is “How can I get through it?”. The solution seems farther than a gulp of oceanic tides that embrace you inclusively. The longevity to this issue is your culpable nature of motion willing to fold within. Trying, trying and trying never gets anywhere until some stream of a door appears magic.
The emotions one drifts inside years of agony, not feeling good brings the worst. I have heard voices around me telling vulnerability is the cause of losing life, I say otherwise. I have understood it’s perfectly okay to accept your weakness that is what makes one stronger. The predicament that one’s action defines you is all wrong, the emotions behind the act is what matters.
Human nature is bound to retrospect actions as characteristics of individual. That very emotion that one goes through makes one act out, the way they appear. It is time we learn to control ourselves where one has to, and take immediate utilization in the way of need.
