May 24, 2012

Baby, it's going to be ok.

Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you can't replace

I know things have been getting weird for you. I know it's been hard. I know it's been painful. You're torn in the middle of a war that's not yours to fight, you have no weapons and no need to use them, still, you're standing ground at the edge of something that's about to burn you down. I know things may be a bit rough right now; everything is coming out of place and it's understandable you feel like nothing makes sense at times. It's ok. There are moments when it's ok to feel like that. There are moments when it's OK to just sit down and breathe slowly. Regaining balance after a huge crash takes a while. You need your ears to stop screeching and your head to stop spinning, then, your legs will feel solid enough for you to stand up again with out throwing up. It's ok, just breathe. Slowly. Steadily. Breathe.

But, in all and all, with everything and nothing... you mustn't let the weight placed upon your shoulders drag you down. You can't let problems that aren't not yours, drown you in their pool of shit. You have enough issues of your own to fix, stop trying to solve other people's problems. Stop fighting a war that's not yours. Be bold. Be smart. Be neutral.

You are a star in the sky of many. You are the love in the eyes of one. Believe in yourself. Believe that everything will come to pass. Believe in happy endings and work for them. Work to be happy. We can talk when you feel like doing so, once your journey is finished and all your pending things have been completed. I'll wait for you at the end of the yellow road.

You will be alright. Have faith.
I have it all in you.

Lights will guide you home.
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you