Time get harder and harder...
till life pulls you down onto your knees...
till you rub your nose in the dust...
with your hands tied behind your back...
everything seems useless... fake.. .. meaningless... with no reason..
no rationale..
throughout this time you are alone...
the lone soldier behind the enemy lines....
where everyone looks like your enemy.... even though they are humans...
where even killing yourself seems worthless...
spilling your blood has no meaning...
you can go on for days together without food, water...
everything you touch goes wrong.... every single thing... even yourself...
when hatred towards self, world might sound the only option...
cursing the fate is the only thought...
eyes are tired of crying...
words fade away long before they come out of the mouth....
your vision has no witness....
your heart beats just because it can... but you don't know whether it should...
at that time
you think it's useless to getup....
but you would think to get up... for someone... because at the end it's all worth it...
and fight your way back...
it's that low life has to take you,
to make you realize the true worth...
to give you the thought, of giving it back.....
back in the Face...........
