Recently I've been thinking, often we don't realise exactly what's in front of us.
Someone once said: As we strain to grasp the things we desire, the things we think will make our life better: money, popularity, fame... we ignore what truly matters... the simple things, like friendship, family, love. The things we probably already had.
I heard that quote the other day, and I was drawn to it's truthfullness. Sometimes I think we need to just sit down and take a minute to be thankful for what we have. We are often too quick to complain about how badly life's treating us right now, or how depressed we are, but I implore you to close your eyes and think. We say those things, but I honestly don't think we know their true meaning. As a nation, on the whole, we are the lucky ones. We aren't in the Third World, we have access to clean water and a health service, we aren't living in extreme poverty, most of us don't have to worry about where our next meal is coming from... Just take a moment to think. Is your life really THAT bad?
I believe that when life's getting you down, you mustn't let the bad overshadow the great. Look for the good things, it might take you a while to realise what they are but when you do, you'll come to see that they are the most important things. Things that quite often are so simple and taken for granted but are what truly matter.
Chloé Isabelle. Laandaan. 20. Girl with a slight obsession for music, chocolate, art & writing, dancing, sport, friends & family, tea & cake, rainbows & books :)
Thursday, 15 March 2012
Tuesday, 15 March 2011
Love Me Then Leave Me.
Monday, 14 March 2011
Light & Shade.
I could fall at any moment. And who'd be there to catch me?
I feel like I'm suffocating, I just want to scream out to the world. There's a pain burning inside of me. I'd like nothing more than to just break down and cry, but I can't. I have to keep it together. I have to be strong.
Life can be so unfair, but what does whining about it achieve? Nothing. That's what. What right do I have to complain? I'm still here, you're not. You were taken from us before your time, but now you live through us. It's up to us to keep your fire burning and to find the light in the darkest of situations.
I feel like I'm suffocating, I just want to scream out to the world. There's a pain burning inside of me. I'd like nothing more than to just break down and cry, but I can't. I have to keep it together. I have to be strong.
Life can be so unfair, but what does whining about it achieve? Nothing. That's what. What right do I have to complain? I'm still here, you're not. You were taken from us before your time, but now you live through us. It's up to us to keep your fire burning and to find the light in the darkest of situations.
Escape.
My escape. It's so close now. It's in my grasp, I can almost taste it, it fills my heart with warmth and invades my thoughts until I find it hard to concentrate on anything else. It keeps me up at night, I lie there in the dark fantasizing about it. I find it hard to drift off now if I haven't thought about it.
I think it's imperative that I get out soon. This place is suffocating me. Day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year. One of the things that keeps me alive is the knowledge that one day soon I'll be gone. Out of this place. Away from these people. Living the life I should be.
I think it's imperative that I get out soon. This place is suffocating me. Day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year. One of the things that keeps me alive is the knowledge that one day soon I'll be gone. Out of this place. Away from these people. Living the life I should be.
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Crashing.
If I was to leave this world, would anyone really miss me?
I feel alone. I know I'm not, I'm surrounded by people but they don't understand. No one knows what's going on in my head but me. Even the people who are closest to me feel a million miles away.
I am alone, a prisoner to my thoughts. And I don't know how to escape.
I feel alone. I know I'm not, I'm surrounded by people but they don't understand. No one knows what's going on in my head but me. Even the people who are closest to me feel a million miles away.
I am alone, a prisoner to my thoughts. And I don't know how to escape.
Wednesday, 12 January 2011
Wake me up inside..
I'm terrified of these feelings I have for you. I'm terrified of you not feeling the same. I'm terrified of many things, but losing you is by far the biggest fear of all.
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