For you

I don't think we're made to hold on. I think we're brought here to be weak. To be pushed lower and lower, till our own bodies and souls give in. We all have to let go, to let whatever happens be. Fear, pain, and happiness all play a role in acceptance. So we go through the stages, and its said to only get better from there. But sometimes time doesn't heal. The only true clarity will come from within. The only way is forward. We're like the clouds in the sky... sometimes we're there, sometimes we're not. Nothing is ever promised. Nothing is ever kept. Nothing is ever sacred. We only have reality. And reality is like the oceans current pulling us below the surface. Suffocating the life we though we had. Until the waves finally break, and in that small instant we find peace. If only for a second, we are okay.