Everything Will Be Alright

It isn't a lie, you know.
As a general rule, people are rather dismal and sad. Like I've said, though, (if you ever pay attention), we act. And we're brilliant. But when confronted with a problem, or a series of problems, it all becomes evident that we are breaking inside. The second we are born we start to die. This decay seems to speed up in times of trauma. As a part of our species and natural instinct of human self-preservation, we depend upon those around us (the metaphorical "self" being those we love) to help us out. And if they love us back, they try with all they are to do just that: help. However, every battle is 100% internal. You can't win unless you let yourself. And that is difficult. I do believe that living is the hardest thing we'll ever have to do. But I also believe that it's the greatest human achievement. And that we can, in fact, do it. We may have a hell of a time in society and we may have to break down every so often, but everything WILL be alright if we let it. Allowing it is the key. And as easy as it sounds, it isn't. And I know that as much as the next person. I can only admit it. I also know that it's a goal that is easy to lose sight of. It can get lost and hide very well in a mist of tears and devastation.

So, while feeling rather down one day I began a figure sketch. It's nothing special, the sizing is off, and the sketch is poorly done. There's little or no detail and it's chaotic, but such is my way of thought on that day. Such was the demented destruction living inside of me and eating away at my every thought. Steel plates in my head with movement that can't be fully explained in the phrase "headache." Burning and angry sensations in places I didn't know could ache. Much of a feeling of what I would imagine to be a painful death. I, however, was saved from falling any farther. (And he knows who he is.) I don't think it's so hard to save me. Really, a few words will get the job done. But it does happen often. And this is how I feel every time. A chaos of good and bad. Which is stronger? That's what makes it confusion, now, isn't it? But as remote helpful intention, there are millions of clichés to help you get through it all. They're not misplaced or wrong, so, don't fool yourself into believing that you're alone.

And I know, I get carried away. Easily.