Unfinished

one day I will come back to this and make a full story out of it.

Trials

No one knew when the trials were coming.

We stand around outside, waiting for Armageddon, not wanting to be forgotten but only wanting to let in.

Never once have looked forward, only backward into despair, for we fear once look back there will only be nothing standing there.

Fear consumes us as the trials we as humans must face bury deep into our soul, take our resolve and toss it up into the clouds forcing them condensate and rain down upon us, the very beings who once claimed the world.

We are prideful, arrogant, and terrified. We cling to power as the only source of confirming our own existence as the rest of the world accepts reality with no resistance.

We all must face trials

Depression, regressions, obsession to name a few, and only once we have conquered these trials can the things we call “dreams come true”. Everything we do, from the day we learn to take our first step to our first day in college is a test to our ability, it is a chance for us to grow and show how much we deserve the right to keep on living.