When the train speeds away towards your new destination, leaving everything behind. Then soft metals clashing together, the galloping sound of the great iron horse.
Why do we want control all the time? How often do we just let God do his work? He must find us very irritating, because we often want to hold on, we often want to be the boss of everything.
I find that the more you want it to go your way, the more it never goes to plan. You can plan however much you want, but life's just like a little child, who likes to throw surprises in all the wrong times, and it probably will do that for the rest of your life. So all you could do is to try and enjoy everyday as it comes... Life's too short to wast a day on unhappiness.
The fine tune plays, the happy melody flows through me, the uneven quavers drums away as the flush of memories stuns my heart. I remember, I soak up the precious moments and remembered who I was. I used to love these joyful records, I loved to dance around and sing these uplifting lyrics... What happened? I used to love who I was, the times I used to smile and make even myself laugh until I could no longer breath. I miss that cheerful child.
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