Starburst
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Sometimes life can place you into the deepest miserys, and no matter what you do, what you think, or where you are, there's no chance to escape it.
It's like a black hole; sucks you up, tears you about, and drowns you. You can try hard to climb away from the pain, but the simple wave of emotion can shoot you right back down. You're lost in an outer space of emptyness, confusion, and pure darkness. The brightest stars that surround you are just the simple mistakes that you've made. They shine at you, they remind you, in your mind, of what you've done to be in this situation, and the dull ones remind you of the mistakes that weren't your fault. With home so far away, and with all of these other planets that surround you, your confusion can only worsen. Which path is the right one? The rock on the left, or the ball on the right? How can you ever get there? And then you're just reminded that you're being sucked in this black unforgiving hole.
It's easily compared to a simple, yet drastic, rainy day. That gray sky that covers your blue one is the background that you live in today. It's musty, ugly, and unclear. It's the color of deep shadows, and it saddens the world among you. The clouds are you; your mind. Your thoughts. They contain everything that causes the pain you're in right now. They cry the tears of sorrow, guilt, confusion, and depression. Those tears soon will create puddles, and when evaporation hits, the cyvle continues over and over again. Created thunder bolts scare you, but belong in your life. They remind you of those scary moments, and moments when you didn't want all of this to happen. When you wanted all of it to go away. They annoy you because they frighten you, and it causes you to break down. A rainbow hides secretly behind a cloud of overwhelmed misery, and it's the path to your ticket out. However, faded and so out of reach, it's hard to realize that it's even there. After all, the only thing you can think of is the coldness of your body, and the fact that a colorful rainbow is only color pigments. You're always reminding yourself that you're just a rainy day.
Misery is the negative effect on a camera. The sun if orginally bright, but seems as if it's a pitch blacked monster. Stars don't twinkle, and the most beautiful flowers as shown off as evil, dead ones. Nothing is right, and nothing is how it's suppose to be. It's irritating to see royal blue grass, and lime green houses. Bright colors, but not such a bright world. If things are the opposite effect, then the condensation on a cup is really crying tears, a spoon can actually kill you, a teddy bear can't comfort, and there is no such thing as happiness. An escape is possible, but not obvious. Clicking off the camera helps you see things the way they are suppose to be, but you just can't find the switch. The button isn't anywhere, and you can't remember yourself holding a camera in the first place. A way out of the negative world seems impossible, but really is simple as the same time. You see things as they're suppose to be in YOUR world, not the way a world really is. You SEE tears, blood, and lack of comfort mentally, and you've destoryed a perfectly helpfull situation. It takes patience to escape a world of distraught, and it takes a pinch of courage, common sense, and faith to escape a world of misery. However, you continue to tell yourself that you're in a camera, switched on "negative effect."
The path to success and happiness is faded along each journey, but is really there. You make it seem like it isn't though; that's why you aren't going anywhere.
I was asked, once, a simple question: "Do you ever regret entering a world of misery and suffication?"
I answered: "No. I don't have any regrets."
I was then asked: "Everyone has regrets. Why don't you?"
And then I said: "Because I had a bumpy, rough journey, and it still isn't over. It hurts, it kills, and part of me will always have that pain, and I will always feel it. It whispers to me in the back of my mind whenever I'm trying to escape the real world, and it annoys me each time. However, I've found my ways to leave the long existing life of misery, and I've learn it's little tricks. Anyone can, and I was lucky enough to experience them. I've grown up, and I'm still growing, and if I didn't make those mistakes, I would have never found myself where I'm at today. I'm not really happy, but I'm not always sad. I know a lot, and one thing could have changed that. That's why I don't have any regrets."
I don't know life. I don't know what it is. I know what it teaches, and I know why it teaches us these things. I see life as a game; get a problem, find the answer, and you win. The prize? Wisdom. Always wisdom. New emotions. New experiences. A better person. A happier life.
Sometimes lide can place you into the deepest miserys, and no matter what you do, what you thing, or where you are, there's no chance to escape it. You belong to depression, and once you've experience it, then it attaches itself with you, and you remember it. It doesn't let you get in the way of life's gifts; it helps you.
There's no such thing as mistakes. They're meant for a reason.
In the end,
You know what that reason is.
And that is your gift of life.
It's like a black hole; sucks you up, tears you about, and drowns you. You can try hard to climb away from the pain, but the simple wave of emotion can shoot you right back down. You're lost in an outer space of emptyness, confusion, and pure darkness. The brightest stars that surround you are just the simple mistakes that you've made. They shine at you, they remind you, in your mind, of what you've done to be in this situation, and the dull ones remind you of the mistakes that weren't your fault. With home so far away, and with all of these other planets that surround you, your confusion can only worsen. Which path is the right one? The rock on the left, or the ball on the right? How can you ever get there? And then you're just reminded that you're being sucked in this black unforgiving hole.
It's easily compared to a simple, yet drastic, rainy day. That gray sky that covers your blue one is the background that you live in today. It's musty, ugly, and unclear. It's the color of deep shadows, and it saddens the world among you. The clouds are you; your mind. Your thoughts. They contain everything that causes the pain you're in right now. They cry the tears of sorrow, guilt, confusion, and depression. Those tears soon will create puddles, and when evaporation hits, the cyvle continues over and over again. Created thunder bolts scare you, but belong in your life. They remind you of those scary moments, and moments when you didn't want all of this to happen. When you wanted all of it to go away. They annoy you because they frighten you, and it causes you to break down. A rainbow hides secretly behind a cloud of overwhelmed misery, and it's the path to your ticket out. However, faded and so out of reach, it's hard to realize that it's even there. After all, the only thing you can think of is the coldness of your body, and the fact that a colorful rainbow is only color pigments. You're always reminding yourself that you're just a rainy day.
Misery is the negative effect on a camera. The sun if orginally bright, but seems as if it's a pitch blacked monster. Stars don't twinkle, and the most beautiful flowers as shown off as evil, dead ones. Nothing is right, and nothing is how it's suppose to be. It's irritating to see royal blue grass, and lime green houses. Bright colors, but not such a bright world. If things are the opposite effect, then the condensation on a cup is really crying tears, a spoon can actually kill you, a teddy bear can't comfort, and there is no such thing as happiness. An escape is possible, but not obvious. Clicking off the camera helps you see things the way they are suppose to be, but you just can't find the switch. The button isn't anywhere, and you can't remember yourself holding a camera in the first place. A way out of the negative world seems impossible, but really is simple as the same time. You see things as they're suppose to be in YOUR world, not the way a world really is. You SEE tears, blood, and lack of comfort mentally, and you've destoryed a perfectly helpfull situation. It takes patience to escape a world of distraught, and it takes a pinch of courage, common sense, and faith to escape a world of misery. However, you continue to tell yourself that you're in a camera, switched on "negative effect."
The path to success and happiness is faded along each journey, but is really there. You make it seem like it isn't though; that's why you aren't going anywhere.
I was asked, once, a simple question: "Do you ever regret entering a world of misery and suffication?"
I answered: "No. I don't have any regrets."
I was then asked: "Everyone has regrets. Why don't you?"
And then I said: "Because I had a bumpy, rough journey, and it still isn't over. It hurts, it kills, and part of me will always have that pain, and I will always feel it. It whispers to me in the back of my mind whenever I'm trying to escape the real world, and it annoys me each time. However, I've found my ways to leave the long existing life of misery, and I've learn it's little tricks. Anyone can, and I was lucky enough to experience them. I've grown up, and I'm still growing, and if I didn't make those mistakes, I would have never found myself where I'm at today. I'm not really happy, but I'm not always sad. I know a lot, and one thing could have changed that. That's why I don't have any regrets."
I don't know life. I don't know what it is. I know what it teaches, and I know why it teaches us these things. I see life as a game; get a problem, find the answer, and you win. The prize? Wisdom. Always wisdom. New emotions. New experiences. A better person. A happier life.
Sometimes lide can place you into the deepest miserys, and no matter what you do, what you thing, or where you are, there's no chance to escape it. You belong to depression, and once you've experience it, then it attaches itself with you, and you remember it. It doesn't let you get in the way of life's gifts; it helps you.
There's no such thing as mistakes. They're meant for a reason.
In the end,
You know what that reason is.
And that is your gift of life.
