Let us just not talk ahead of reality anymore. Let us hope, but hope in our hearts. Let our desires be unspoken. And when the things we hope for comes true, let its boasts not matter. Let us learn to be happy in that place no one else could see. Just us. Just you. Just me.
|—||Eckhart Tolle (via onlinecounsellingcollege)|
I feel alienated.
But I don’t really want to tell the world of it.
Because it makes me feel like a whore.
One of attention.
Corrupted by needs.
I feel tired.
But my commitments can play guilt trip on me.
I have no real personal conviction.
Because I let them play.
I am not free.
Let the good compensate for the sadness—-as the good intends to stay. Let the tears say their goodbyes, let them wash away your hurt. Each tomorrow will always be a new fight. In the sway of the morning, find your new worth.