Saturday Online Diary Entries: “Hard Times” – Stories

All that I want in life is to wake up fine to where someone that I love the most tells me that I’m alright; all I want is a hole in the ground for safety, where you can come and tell me when it’s alright for me to come out of the hole that I made. I know that it’s going to be hard at the best of times to which makes you wonder why you even bothering to try; yet at the most hardest times you begin to wonder why it’s taken you down, but you at the end of the day you have laugh when you cry because these days you have to carry on and I still don’t even know how I’m still even surviving the hard times. Yet I still hit rock bottom every-time I even try to fight it for so long.
I find myself walking around with my little rain cloud singing the Whinnie the Pooh song “I’m just a little black rain cloud” hanging over my head and yet it’s not coming down. Where do I go from here? Some body give me some sort of lightning and you come along hit me with lightning I came back alive.
Tell my friends that I’m coming down so that we can kick it out if I start to hit the ground; it does make you wonder why you even try to help, it really does make you wonder why you try yourself to get back up to the top, I still don’t even know how I survived when I’ve hit rock bottom so many times and even when the hard times seem to not bother going away anytime soon they always find away to make you hit rock bottom.

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