#seekinghope

[anthonyhurd]

I haven't been in the best of moods today as I've stated earlier. Just the abundance of negativity online. Racists, homophobes and bigots coming out of the woodwork. So trying to distract myself. Focus on creatures that add some light to my life. Darla isn't all that keen on needing to entertain me but she tolerates my antics. #goodgirl #seekinghope #turnoffthenegativity #justhavingashittyday #dontmindme

[wewillnotbegformercy]

Journey within

Time is universal. The journey is unique.

As I walk down this path, there will be no returning. Step by step I will be closer to what will either by my doom or salvation. Am I willing to go this far?

Reasons cross my mind not to wander this road, convincing my of the status quo but for far too long have I felt so much anger and sadness. Deep inside I know that this is not the way I want to continue my remaining days.

Not the thirst for adventure has driven me down to this, but rather the desperation and urgence to find new hope.

The more I take these steps below, the more familiar they become, I think by myself, yes I have wandered here before, back in a time when I was young and hopeful, back when I was full of spirit. 

Nowadays, these days the scene is nothing compared to the past. What was a glide and joy to walk that path has now become a dreadful crawl. As if life has escaped these walls and hope has abandoned this place, leaving it to die in solitude. I think to myself, has it come to this? My younger self would have slapped me in the face and would have been disappointed. 

As every step I take down feels heavier, doubt starts to form in my thoughts. A smack of persistence of what is still left in me pushes me back to consciousness. Why does this road feel so much different? Is it because I am too late? Is it because I walk this path out of pity and unknown duty?

Whatever it may be, it breaks my heart to see myself hunch over these stairs. Spiraling into what feels to be my dungeon of defeats.