I don't know about you
but from time to time
I feel alone.
Not sure what's going to happen.
As hard as it feels
dealing with family, friends (foes), career, play, and on and on some more....
cause it feels hard right now.
Then I smile at the kindness in the hearts of others
they make my life feel easy and peaceful.
I work hard. I don't doubt my capabilities or my worth.
I've fallen a thousand times
and I keep getting up.
Maybe a few tears and scrapes.
Maybe a little slower than normal, but I keep going.
Why keep going when it hurts so much.... Because I Believe.
I believe in something better. And I learn.
Maybe that's why I enjoy running. It takes my breath away.
Sometimes I want to cry.
Sometimes I have to stop and tie my shoe (again).
Sometimes I grab a drink and spill it over me because I don't stop running.
I think about quitting sometimes too.
I'm tired. I want it to be over.
I keep going. I believe. And yes it helps when others believe in me too.
In the end, I get there
because I continue to take the steps forward.
Like I said, sometimes I'm not running, but walking.
Hey, I've even crawled.
And on one occasion I dragged myself for miles. It happens.
Got the world figured out?
I did, until it came crashing down. I had no choice but to start over and rebuild.