Coffee Stains and Charcoal Wipe

Honey, don’t do this to yourself!

Please, I beg. Don’t let yourself wash away.

I know it’s hard. I know you are stuck. I know you are longing for things and people you secretly know might never turn up. I know there are times when you want to run away to a better place. I know you cry sometimes to your pillow at night. I know this isn’t easy. I know it’s hard.

But I request you not to give up.

Hold on, stay strong.

A few years down the line, you’d appreciate being assembled by yourself.

A few years down the line, you’d look prettier and confident with a showdown to the people who said that you won’t be keeping well.

A few years down the line, all of this bad phase will be nothing but a silly dream.

A few years down the line, you’d end up finding your best version all so gleamed.

Don’t wipe your identity; wipe away those faces that tell you what you can do and what you cannot.

Don’t waste your words today; invest them wisely, keeping them safe for the day when you’d be on the stage and they’d be making stories of how they know you.

Don’t feel bad to bid a goodbye; nothing stays forever. NOTHING.

Don’t let the venom of hypocrisy touch you; you are beautiful being blunt rather than playing that artificial human.

Don’t run away. It’s the easiest option. You are the hero of your story.

Hold your breath. Drink some water. Shed some tears. Once. Twice. Just a little more. Few more. Once and for all. And, understand that you hold the string of your life. Keep it safe. Keep yourself happy ‘cause people play this deception game when they tell you that some Prince Charming is going to come along to make your life colourful.

He might come. He might not.

The only thing that’s surely gonna be is YOU.

Take the charge of change yourself.

Look up.

Look at the sky. Look at the birds. Look at the stars. Look at yourself.

You are breathing. You are alive. You are magnificent. You are a soul.

Keep that soul constant. Bind it with your faith. Make her your best friend. Share your worst fears with her for she won’t judge or laugh at you. She’d reciprocate by nurturing you with the most peaceful sleep ever. She’d take care of you, silently, playing all the possible family and friendship roles.

Give her a chance. Maybe?

I know it’s tough. I know you wouldn’t do it in minutes or months. But someday, you would.

The dos and donts are just a reminder of how you gotta keep your spirit up. Even if you don’t understand them today, you’d see yourself follow a few of these probably when you turn fifty or sixty. Age is going to hit you with experiences that’s perhaps going to shape you similar way, anyway.

So, why not now? Why not try this moment?

Wake up, sweety!

Hold on, stay strong.

HappySundaySoulFeeding. (‘: