False hope

You wish. You wish time froze, you wish the clock never counted another second, you wish you could tame all the voices in your head, you wish you could read thoughts because it would've been so much easier by now. 

And you hope, you hope when the time goes on and the clock counts another second it'll be a second worth living, that if it holds heart breaking events you learn and if it holds happiness you smile, smile from your heart. You hope that if the voices in your head is untamable you could just filter them and listen to the good ones, you hope that if you can't read thoughts you could at least be optimistic enough. 

And our lives keep swinging from hoping to wishing and vice versa, and we swing with it, from state to another, waiting for stability.

Stop snoozing

We don't just snooze the alarm when it keeps ringing. We snooze so many other things in our lives. We snooze the important decisions we know very well we've to make. We snooze our souls's needs and demands because we're just too lazy to wake up the heart, so we left it sleeping. Sleeping for so long. We snooze the the constant reminders that indicates that something wrong is going on, we put them aside, and we sleep. We snooze anything that is awakening, because we got used to laziness and procrastination.

But until when are we going to keep snoozing? Aren't we going to wake up from this lifelong sleep! 

Be influential and don't just be "ordinary" you were born for a higher purpose than sleeping, and sleeping doesn't necessarily have to be the process of sleeping itself, you can be wide awake but your heart, soul and actions are having some long rest. Set a plan, start working hard to attain your goals, and if you fail, rise up again and keep going until you reach the top of the mountain.

Reaching out for light

Imagine getting trapped in a cave, all of a sudden unexpectedly. All your recent and coming plans are cancelled. And your future is blurry. Most probably what will cross your mind is the people you love, the things you regret doing and the things you wish you did when you had time. When you were free. You'll feel suffocated by your disability to move, to reach for what you want. You'll scream loud, and even louder, reaching out for help, but there's no one. It's just you and yourself. It's just you and the memories you had before the moment you got trapped, whether these memories are good or bad you'll just keep replaying them anyway.

You keep thinking how you'll get out, and you'll keep wondering if you're gonna be trapped forever or someone will show you a secret path to the light. You lose hope, then you tell yourself not to give up, maybe you'll find the way, and finally reach for the sun light. You hold on as much as you can. You keep holding on to the slightest string wishing you don't slip by.