Scribbled Thoughts

Survive the trial

and cope with the wounds

left behind,

trying to perform

the tasks that define you

through the pain

of pushing

too far.

A wrong moment

condemned the years,

watching me

crawl back up

when the cloak of solitude

lifted.

Keep me motivated now

to rise

higher

then ever before.

Begin in the weekend

of alone,

split yourself

into three people

and ready messages

of lists

instead of encouragement.

Don’t you

have emotions

too?

Remember the beginning

where intentions were pure

and experiences appreciated.

Did life grow dull,

predictable,

or did you stop believing

in change?

Gain your redemption

but suffer through loneliness.

The right path

does not bring you happiness,

but you keep walking,

unable to stop

now it has begun.

Lose an hour

of preparation

and scramble

into the day’s routine.

Does it connect you to others

when you answer

their request?

Or is your individuality

fading away

to become just

a useful tool.

Bite into

the hard moment,

a shock to discover,

but how will you react?

Are you going

to let it change you?

View my scars

that ended a dream

but began another.

Can you look at them,

unflinching,

and believe

I am beautiful?

The choice

has arrived

to give up

your happiness

and help the many.

Will they wait for you?

Will you

remember them?