you are not happy anymore.
I’m hoping that this trying time shall pass, but it doesn’t seem that way. It’s like climbing a mountain. You keep repeating the same thing again and again. But yet to reach the summit. It’s never ending.
You stop at the check point, breathe for a while and then continue climbing again. You braven your heart, put all you have, be the best that you can be to face the challenge.
And yet, you don’t know when you will reach the top or can you make it to the top.
You just continue the effort without knowing whether it’s worth the effort.
Oh God let me taste the sweetness of this hard work. Like the smell of roses in the garden.
I’m hoping that this trying time shall pass, but it doesn’t seem that way. It’s like climbing a mountain. You keep repeating the same thing again and again. But yet to reach the summit. It’s never ending.
You stop at the check point, breathe for a while and then continue climbing again. You braven your heart, put all you have, be the best that you can be to face the challenge.
And yet, you don’t know when you will reach the top or can you make it to the top.
You just continue the effort without knowing whether it’s worth the effort.
Oh God let me taste the sweetness of this hard work. Like the smell of roses in the garden.
Don't let me give up.
Please.
1 comment:
have a little faith. that's what you need.
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