Falling

 

Sometimes it literally feels like falling, like my life is falling apart, I cannot do anything to stop it, you cannot stop life itself from being, you can only stop some of the things you don't want to do, but life itself cannot be stopped, I don't know if life is a curse or a blessing it just feels like I'm falling all the time, from this to that, from being to not being I just feel like God forgot about us in hell, yeah like feels like hell sometimes and it's heavy, the cross is heavy, but in my mind I think we cannot reach heaven if we do not go through hell first. So start in hell and go to heaven if you want to be like God.

I think this cross I wear always remind me of my mortality and the fact that I'm human , because Jesus was human too, in the human form he was born just like all of us. I think he came to leave us a message, to leave us a cross that we have to wear in life so we can conquer the afterlife in this form.

Taking life as a whole and summary of my life would be I was trash, no girl wanted to date me, they all left me broken, I was just not good enough for them and maybe they see something better than me in others, I think they just thought I was trash.

Ending relationships like all the things that end leave a mark on us, they leave a memory that no matter how bad you want to forget it, it just haunts you day and night.

You may act like it never happened but it did.

Truth like other things in this earth has a meaning, and some of us just can't stand it, I think if I am trustworthy everybody is but I'm wrong here.

No matter how much truth I tell them they still think I'm lying, so I think the greatness a man can withstand is how much truth can his cross bear and how much truth as a man he is willing to survive, because truth can be deadly sometimes if spoken unthinked.