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The pangs of time

There comes a time which you can't claim to be yours. It ticks away making each second weigh. The inner walls of your mind scream in pain but luckily it's all in the mind. You try to run, to leap, to cross oceans at a time but your faltering steps lead you to nowhere. You keep on walking without actually moving forward. It's more of a messy mess: life.

There are moments, moments of realisations which shake your core beliefs, which question what have you made out of yourself? Happiness doesn't always have to pay a price, does it?

There are yet other times when you meet people who wear your skin, you know you won't be judged and you reveal your inner screaming mind which finally finds his voice. Once you do that, you no longer have anything that weighs you down. You start taking leaps, you finally start moving.

And just as you start hoping that your steps won't falter any longer, you experience a fall. A fall that breaks your joints, smashes your heart, that explodes all that you have been holding on to. Things come to a standstill.

But this is not where your story ends, you are in pain but you haven't stopped living. You kick start each morning wiping off fresh tears only to find things depressing by sunset. But, you try once more and those trials however unsuccessful are solely yours.Those make you who you want to be.

"One step at a time and you will be fine", my heart whispers.

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