“I survived, because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me.”
Many times I have had enough. Enough of pain I feel all the time. Enough of sleepless nights because of that. Enough of fatigue it brought with it.
But what choice do I have? I have to live, or end it. And ending living is not what I want. There is too much beauty around. Too much love next to me.
Very often darkness overshadows the light. But without darkness we don’t appreciate sparkling. And life isn’t fair at all. Can’t count the times I asked “why me?”. “Why little, innocent children?”. “Why good people?”
Do you know an answer for those questions? Can you help me out?