#SeattleSpaceNeedle
Hope 🥀
What is hope?
It is like a wilting rose.
Rose, for which to heal
Only need a little bit of fresh water.
It’s a rose, which is
Very fragile.
Rose, that too firmly squeezed in palm
You kill.
When you release your palm you see,
How one by one,
Falls down every petal of the rose.
And you don’t catch up on time,
When nothing’s left.
There’s only pain, which left
Rose’s thorns.
*suddenly realizes i'm horrifically lonely and haven't done anything meaningful with my life and don't know what i can do to change that at this point while in the line at the grocery store*
When you understand that God is never late, you wait differently.
I DONT CARE ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *throws up and dies from caring*
“It’s okay to leave someone who doesn’t see the light that you see in yourself.”
— R.H. Sin