Secretcorner81

I find some difficulty confonting my feelings. I could be shy, not brave enough or buried inside my shell. Confronting yourself could be menacing, if you've ever tried to battle down your own truth. To unveil the truth behind our behavior could be a life time lesson. Many of us, bury their heads, and without any knowledge we loose the sight... " Just a feeling- was not just a description to a temporary state"   It is the truth behind every action taken, every behavior demonstrated. I dont know, if I am only battling those feeling, or they keep showing themselves infront of me. I fail sometimes to interrelate the coincidence , though the signs look all the same but with different labels. To confront is to understand yourself, tackle those shortfall, and promise to overcome the next time. Though you will find yourself repeating the same again and again, untill committing to overcome. Consistency is very important when you are determined. Direction is also an important...

Love is one of the paradoxes we keep on untackling. We loose everytime we fight the feeling. Meanings could be different, with love. Being in love could take you higher, sometimes away from being you. To keep intact of reality, to measure all other angles, to become wise enough to balance the truth. For whatever height you have reached, you 'll still maintain the lowest point. This is because love promises nothing, but the unforgotten. For whatever courage, truth or maybe justice you will be holding you 'll still have to fight down ego. With ego and love, something has to die to allow the other to survive. Ego can envelope all the truth, all the beauty, and the transparent emotion. With ego you will only be fighting the demons inside your head. For love can only flourish away from egocentrism and lies, and yet we fail so many times whence maintaining the balance of both trade. To love someone you have to let go all ego battles, to stand with a bare hand and feet on a naked...

I dont know where to begin now. Today at this point I am clueless, I ve written something a while back whence everything was in chaotic mood. I still feel lost sometimes, driving through a limbo I see myself. I try to concentrate though i fail to find my midpoint. Nothing is mattering now, I repeat a prayer, I focus a little bit , and loose it all over again. This has been happening for a while now, moving into swirl of black emotions. I remember, I was like that since 10 years back from now or maybe 15. I think I ve gone through alot that with each time, I helped myself back on track, i loose myself all again..... Maria started writing again, jotting her thoughts in a  journal she keeps by her bedside. Each night she writes a little before her pen falls down, as she slips into deep sleep. She dreams everyday, she is in a little boat made of cotton candy, above the 7th sky she swirls with the wind. She smiles, a comfort inside her grows every day a little. Hope inside her find...