How do I keep hope alive when all I do is strive to survive? So many days I want to hide, to cry because my dreams feel like lies. So why keep hope alive?
I’m told without hope then what’s the point, live life, be grateful it could be worse. I’m sure.
I know but I question if God will you use me, why He gave me my gifts, my talents and abilities. Not just for me, oh please not just for me.
What do I do with my work and how do I give it? The purpose is for you and that’s why I live it. I want to touch others souls.
Who’s there to benefit from hearing my words? Will they surface, my passions or never be heard? I don’t write for me or maybe I do, who am I kidding, I write it for you. Are you there?
I can’t chase my dream because life is a grind. I don’t have the luxury of self-indulgence or time. Can you feel that I’m frustrated and feeling diminished? It’s my reality, my perception and yes I’m stuck in it, today. But it will change.
So what will I do?
Hope and take actions.
