MUSINGS.

As I stand on the cliff overlooking the sea I am asked if I’m sure I want to jump. No I said, the ground behind and it’s consequences bind me helpless. The  responsibility I shoulder, the obligations I chose to take on, the decisions I have made and the people that I chose to care about more than I can myself hold me back. Is it funny or is it irony that the very reasons that hold me back also try and shove me off here. Does it make sense that the world we live in revolves so much around the very things that aren’t supposed to matter. What’s in a face? What’s in a shell? Isn’t the inside supposed to matter? Hasn’t self esteem been shoved down our throats based on these very words. Doesn’t the inside count? Don’t I deserve to be loved? If all that’s been said is true and I do then why is it I have forsaken all of the love I had and love has never once loved me back? These questions bring me here everyday and make me stare off and wonder everyday if this is all worth it. Is there an answer or are there just more questions that are going to bring me back to this cliff and wonder? I wonder.

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