waiting for the worst to come
it’s always darkest before dawn.
i was having my dark moments,
but so glad the sun is finally breaking in.
the fight for prideful things,
taking advantage what’s left of the given grace.
i was hurting the person i love and hurting myself.
and things brought me to an all time low.
stripping the pride.
and i realized i was wrong,
seeing the price to pay.
the exact issues that brought me down,
were used to trigger a better beginning.
there are moments where you feel so low,
there’s no where else to go but to up.
sometimes we’re just waiting for worst to come,
waiting for a rebound.
such a ‘dear diary’ post..