Sometimes life leaves you at loss for words. Reeling,you try to deal with the darkness that suddenly attaches itself you,leaving you blind and powerless.
Sometimes it can leave you cold.Broken,you try to hold back tears of frustration and hurt.But sometimes there aren’t any tears to cry, because the only way to protect your heart is to melt it to stone.
Questions for both God and man twirl on the edge that your mind drifts upon, sometimes piercing your heart, pulling at it’s strings, other times ripping it apart.
The more you fight the dark,the further away light seems. So you sink into the shadow, and sliver of hope of a morning to come is all you have. Not promised. Not guaranteed. But hoped for.