Monday, September 14, 2015

Do you know how it feels

Do you know how it feels
To be pulled down by faceless monsters
Into a dark endless tunnel
Not knowing who they are,

where are they taking you.

Do you know how it feels
To walk around without a body
No hands, no legs, no head
Nothing but a heart, tied to a Boulder

How it feels to carry your heart all throughout and have nothing
Just the heart and that heavy Boulder

Do you know how it feels
To not know which path should you walk
Should you cry or should you laugh
Carrying a mask for so long that you forget what you are
But when you do realise who are you
You are so broken that you just don't know now what to do.

Darwin said the fittest will survive.

Do you know how it feels
to know that may be you are not the fittest
May be you won't survive
How it feels to be lost in the jungle of your own thoughts
Which are sometimes dark and sometimes run wild.

But do you know
Darwin wasn't right
You don't have to be the fittest to survive
You have to acknowledge that you are fragile
You have to reach out for that one helping hand
you don't have to be strong for the world outside
If you can't stand it any more you have to give yourself the liberty to break
but then slowly pick up the pieces of your shattered soul and walk ahead.

No it's not the fittest who survive
it's the ones who give it a fight
it's the ones who are not afraid to cry,
It's the ones who give at least one chance to life.