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May 2015
I was just thinking, you know that first time you ever take an interest in something or someone, and it appears as if nothing is going wrong?
well, how often does that happen?

I don't know honestly, I mean I wish a part of me knew when I was going to like or hate something ahead of time so I could prevent myself from taking any wrong turns, but that's just not living. That is classified as the same thing as being locked up for years.

I would like to say that I know everything I am ever going to be good at, everything I am going to stumble over, and perhaps even every guy I am going to miss in between the tears, but that is irrelevant to the definition of being human.

Being human comes in two parts, faith and doubt, and although they are opposite of each other, they can work together in the strangest ways. In order to have faith, there is always doubt that it won't ever work out properly, and in order to deal with doubt, you have to have a little faith to get by.

I know that it is confusing.

Every choice made can be good or bad and the outcome can coax others to turn to dust along with you if you're not careful, but if you don't have a little faith, the doubt is impossible to overcome.

I mean I was just thinking that even though an interest can change your whole being, it doesn't always mean it's a bad thing.

Sometimes it's the only medication that can save your soul.

(j.a.r.)
Julia Aubrey
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Julia Aubrey  Tennessee
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