I fell, i hurt myself, i stood up, i fell again, this time my wound gets more severe than the previous one, but i stood up again, then i fell for the 3rd time, my wound gets even worse, but i stood up, and again it happened, i never gave up, i tried standing up again and again. It hurts tremendously, i was in real pain, but i know that there is someone out there who never did give up on me, therefore i shall not give up on myself. I know that one day, i will be able to stand, strong enough to walk without falling. And i know that when that day comes, my wound, my hurts, my misery will slowly fade off, for healing is near. There will be scars, there will surely be scars, but those scars are not to make me look ugly, but to remind me that i never gave up believing.
When muscles tear, they grow stronger. But when feelings get hurt, they leave a scar forever.
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