After a while the job you thought gave you satisfaction begins to drag
The qualifications you believed to be adequate seem a tad bit minimal
Your efforts go unappreciated and faults gravely highlighted
All the dreams you envisioned would come true keep at bay
And the ones you never knew you had seem to stay-
The minutes before you fall asleep sub consciously become angles of reflection
New days torment you with the urge to do better, become greater
And yet the mortal in you still ponders;
What is it all for?
Does it really matter after all?
There has got to be more to life.
Passion for the things/people you adore brings you pleasure
Just before the pangs of pain that follow with situations you can barely control
All these arise and you want to get away, undo the past, see into the future
But after a while you accept that it isn’t in your reach
That you can’t always run when faced with adversity-
After a while you realise the love you give does not always get returned
And the one you barely spread comes back to you in tonnes
Oooh the irony!
You begin to cultivate bonds that should last a lifetime
And spend less time on relationships that don’t build you
After a while, you begin to see people for what they really are;
The liars, seasonal friends, haters, really good actors and the genuine souls
After a while you realise that you will not always get what you want
But may get what you need even when you are not looking
After a while, you grasp the the importance of silence,nature,reflection
You notice the little things
Acknowledge modest victories
Celebrate accomplishments of loved ones
This may be the only chance you get-
After a while you become conscious of the fact that there is NO enough
You recognise that shopping makes you happy but won’t make up for a broken heart
The fancy phone, car or house does not compensate for the tears on your pillow
but God knows you will get people talking and admiring…and talking some more
You acknowledge that past pain, money or even good looks do not atone for a bad attitude
Even if sometimes people get away with it.
After a while your belief in a higher power is tested constantly
It is critiqued, questioned and even wanes from time to time
It becomes a decision you have to make over and over again
Hoping that the faith shall grow stronger than the doubt
And you will open your eyes before the crash.
After a while it becomes clear that things shall often remain unclear
And that lunacy is actually closer to home than we think :-
After a while, I have noticed that I have said so much without actually saying much so perhaps I should stop here?