The journey is long and perilous and at often times makes absolutely no sense at all. It's perplexing really how life can take twists and turns and how the facets of the curves never seem to connect. The melancholic persona is kicking in...and one finds themselves trapped, entangled, and undefined. The journey was never promised to be easy...though there was the promise that the loving friend would see one through. Even that promise seems so cliche... and so daunting.
The journey is never ending and at often times makes complete sense. It's in those moments that hope can be embraced...and makes the intangible and perilous journey bearable. One can't comprehend what's going on, or where this is going, or even how the journey was even established. At times the journey could even seem meaningless...//
The journey must have reason, it must ring clarity, and it must shine hope. If one has learned anything on this journey....it's been that through the storm...the rainbow will appear...there will be a brighter day...where dreams and this magical journey of hope collide. It takes a little dabble of faith to embrace this moment...and trust that though the journey be chaotic and perplexing...it will bring forth a peace like never felt before.
So here's to where the journey leads now...in this moment...where all seems to be falling apart...and all one can do...is simply stand...and release the journey into the writer's hands...//
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