Sunday Thoughts 💭

 Quiet Desperation


    Holding on to each and every breath, waiting for a moment. Praying for a day, that never truly comes.


    The lives of the men who came before me, constantly living in a world of despair. From daily interactions, to the simply milestones of life- an act so simple, yet dark in nature. The very thought of a moment, where a breakthrough finally occurs. And yet- it never happens.


    Praying for a miracle leads most men desperate. They live their lives, believing that their faith will be rewarded. Stumbling, day after day, hoping that our Creator will bless them with abundance, as the tides of fortune finally turn their direction. So long they pray, until finally- their days become no more.


    A never-ending cycle of desperation. Where belief has scarred over into complacency. A pipe dream of a world in which they live in, slowly fades into he shadows forever again.


    How many of my brothers, have wasted their lives away, following this formula? How many of those men, far greater than me, spent their lives believing that divine intervention would finally come their way? And yet, one after another, they all lay their heads to rest in the familiar sorrows which they have come to know and love.


    The repetition, of the same action, slowly kills a man. It makes him dull and disinteresting. It wears him down thin, like a sword which has been filed to its very core. A never-ending pattern, which slowly devours all the hopes and dreams he once hoped to achieve. Sooner than he knows it, his time here has been spent in nothing but dismay.


    The weary souls of those who fall victim, never truly find their rest. Their hopes and dreams continue to haunt them, much like the nightmares they once had when they were younger men. The fire within them fades into darkness, as the harsh reality of the cold world in which they live in becomes their only state.


    Oh, how I long to escape this prison. How I dread to join those pitiful men. And yet, I cannot help but wonder- is my fate meant to be the same?


Perhaps there is some comfort in knowing,

that I will not be alone in my pain.


And yet, the thought of it lingers within me- slowly eating me away.

Location: Shanghai, China

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