Mentally I’m defeated because I try so hard. Nothing I do is ever enough, but only for disregard. It’s disposed of like the daily trash, any sign of Normalcy, it’s challenged with static, but this thing, I don’t know, it’s so problematic!
It’s a fight, but no ring, literally no ring, so what’s the end goal? Is it just to fill a space until something comes that glitters like gold?! Oh, I’m not sure, but honesty is the cure. But the love desired should be sure.
Sure of commitment, longevity, communication, and vulnerability. Contemplating about it causes strife deliberately entering one’s life to sever the heart. Into pieces, but it’s completion because it’s broken for ones restart. Generated from defeat it’s obsolete now.
We have all been mentally defeated and if you haven’t, just keep on living. Defeated, broken, but not dead. The pieces are strategically shattered to show the strength in rebuilding. Get a shovel, some gloves, a little help with love and recreate. God is love and despite what it looks like he is still good! Embrace it! Do not let it consume you! If no one told you lately, I will. I love you.
Thank you for reading!
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