Feeling the weight on your shoulders,
Ever feel its all too much? everyone expecting so much?
Sometimes its hard, because the world is literally sitting on your shoulders!
People tell you your strong, that your doing so much better than someone else.
But you dont feel strong, you just want to runaway and hide in a corner somewhere.
But they keep you going filling your time with all sorts of things.
It dosnt help your just avoiding the elephant in the room.
Your tired and you just wanna sleep, but sleeping dosnt help, your dreams creep up on you and scare you.
Just hold on
Hold on..
Another Step
About Me
- Sessy
- “Anyone can give up, it's the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that's true strength.”
Tuesday, 10 May 2011
Monday, 9 May 2011
How do we know?
Why? is a common question
We sometimes can't explain things, or come up with a reason. Were constantly searching for answers.
What then do we do when there is no answers at all?
We sometimes can't explain things, or come up with a reason. Were constantly searching for answers.
What then do we do when there is no answers at all?
It'll never be me
'It'll never happen to me'
How often do you say this to yourself? Or think to yourself?
We all do, its a known fact, one never expects the worst for ourselves.
We are indestructible, immune. But really we are not, the world is a beautiful place, but its a mess, mankind is evil and theres noting we can do about it. So we all go around living our lives day to day, in the hope we make it,
in the hope we'll be ok, survive. This was me. Until January 2011, I never thought anything bad would happen to me, I'm a decent person, I don't harm people around me, I get on with life, enjoy it, Im social, Bubbly and have a wide range of friends and family, then there was Italy. For the past five months Ive been in shock, denial, doing anything I could to face what was right in front of me. Now I'm faced with allowing myself to feel. To feel the pain, the hurt and the fear. I've been sitting here thinking of ways to help to do something, not just for myself but for someone else, and no I'm not planning on changing the world or cure cancer, but if just one person who read my blog and thought, Wow that happens, and I shouldn't joke about things like this because you never know who it's happened to or what someones story is.
I was raped. My prayer and wish is that this would never happen again to anyone else.
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