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Into the Real Life

I imagine,

myself losing friends. Family. And everything else that eventually I have nothing left. Not because they are dead, but rather because they despise me. They do not forgive me for my mistakes. And now, I am an outcast.

My feets are trembling. I am losing hope, spirit, motivation, even my will to live. I still have God, but even without friends to help, I am nothing. I pray to God, hoping that I will never have to suffer too badly for what I’ve done.

My feets are trembling. I lose my path. I lose my purpose. I don’t know where to go. Somehow, things have become blurry. My paths are not certain anymore. I cannot choose. If there were a choice to not choose, maybe I will take it.

the-road-not-taken

My feets are trembling. God already helped me got through this, and I must not disappoint Him. Right now, I am standing in front of an intersection. Left or right, it matters little. As long as I try my best and believe in God’s capability, I have nothing to fear.

…Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

—Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken

via Daily Post: Tremble

One thought on “Into the Real Life

  1. Trust me its OK to be YOU without having friends. I hardly have friends that I can count on or even talk to. My wife is my best friend, because she is stuck with me, and that is the only friend I need. I have always been a loner though and no one ever gravitate towards me so I am just kinda use to it. Whatever I do in life I do it for ME not anyone else. Great Blog entry! -Bruce

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