To breathe is to live. My grandmother once said that to me. I never understood what she meant until recently. We can not live our lives without regret. We can not feel emotion with experiencing tears.
We can not learn the lessons of our lives without having to fall from our choices. Pathways are the outcome of our mistakes, pathways are what we make. There is no destiny until we live it.
Nights are made by the sun rising in another state. But doesn’t dawn always shine even on those gloomy days when the cloud blocks the suns rays. Don’t we all live in our struggles on a fleck of hope that there will be brightness. That our souls will finally find its course.
Some of us have seen the light yet we choose to remain hidden in the nights corners. Whilst others have blossomed in the brightness only to fall on their knees begging to be free. What is freedom if we can not free ourselves. What is the point of all of this if we can not predict the outcome.
My mind is tortured with questions, my heart burns with emotion. I have made some choices of my own. My life is now on a path, yet there is no road. I want like everyone else, i breathe like everyone else but right now I’m looking, searching for my place hoping that I will catch myself.
We have all loved, we have all hated. We have put ourselves in situations because of our choices. Some of us tell ourselves we are noble, others are convinced that there is no hope for goodness on this earth but there is always ones fighting for right. There is always people willing to open their arms, why ? Because we are human. No person is perfect. No one is all knowledgeable yet we will still remember to breathe even when the air thickens. We will still get up and walk that extra mile because we are human. Isn’t that what its all about.
Death is the outcome of our lives, so live life, accept death and cherish love