Thoughts in a Dark Corner

I sat in the corner of a dark room,
Wishing to be something I never could be.
Hoping for things that were never mine,
Dreaming of happenings too unrealistic.

Waiting for the spark of joy to come to my life,
Staring at wonders, hoping they’d answer my call.
Thinking my life would change in a glowering second,
Whispering to the darkness to give room for light.

Speaking to silence, asking it to be my companion.
Listening to the voice of my heart, urging me to hold on.
Smiling at sorrows, pretending I do not care.
Lifting my head to portray the image of a stranger.

Crushing emotions to hide the fear of failing.
Dancing to beats I can never recognize.
Drawing a path I never wished to follow.
Singing a song I cannot tune into.

Saying things I never meant,
Never imagining life would twist this way,
A life to live for others,
But lived by me.

Make It or Break It

Destiny…

I think that word brings a sort of relief to people. That one word invokes in us the feeling that some things are just meant to be, whether it be good or bad.

It’s easy to accept things as they come but fighting for something, it gives us a purpose. When we constantly fight against “destiny” it feels exhausting and there are times we feel that we just need to give up.

I believe in making my own destiny. The world puts us in situations that sometimes compels us to do things that we never wanted to do. I could just give up and blame it on fate. But I have noticed that every time I have pushed back on this so called fate my life has changed. For that change to happen, I do go through a lot of pain but when I finally do succeed it was totally worth the fight.

I believe in fate but in the fate that I have built and not the one that people say is written in the stars for me.

Daily writing prompt
Do you believe in fate/destiny?