In the loneliest hours of the night I lie awake, hearing the melody of a song being played in my head like the parting words of a recent lost love. Each year I learn that I haven't learned a thing. My only comfort lies in the fact that my heart is getting stronger. Up until now, I had not known how much drive I could have once I put all my feelings into good use. Emotions are overrated. We only accept the positive ones and reject with disgust the negative ones. But why? We were all endowed with the same emotions, positive and negative. Not necessarily good and bad. There is a time for everything, as my fellow Solomon says. So why is it that when we are the most sad or angry we try to suppress those emotions? They're a coping mechanism for our mental health if we know how to control them. The problem lies when we allow these emotions to take control over us. Over the past year I've learned a valuable lesson. Knowledge will never defeat infatuation. The mind knows but the heart feels and sadly, it always has the last word. Until it needs rescuing. Mind over matter then. Time to patch up the wounds and let time do what it does best.
The rarity is finding within you a weakness so strong you didn't know you had. And seeing through your own tears a future so bright that pushes you to finally take the leap into the unknown of a beginning.
“You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.”
Psalms 56:8 NLT
The rarity is finding within you a weakness so strong you didn't know you had. And seeing through your own tears a future so bright that pushes you to finally take the leap into the unknown of a beginning.
“You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.”
Psalms 56:8 NLT
