Stand up

Tomorrow - I will wake up and try again.
I spent my entire life trying to become the person I am.
It has to be worth it.
I will not give up.
I will not let go.
I will believe again.
There are more good things than bad things.
There are more good people than bad people.
I am blessed.
Blessed with my worries, Blessed with my battles, Blessed with my darn hopeless heart that refuses to believe that anything but good can come from giving up that which was good.
I am strong.
Strong with my scars, broken bones and shattered heart. Strong with my spirit that is untouched inspite of all the pieces of my world scattered around.
These arent tears - consider them works of art. It takes me much effort to shed them.
This isnt a blogpost= This is a promise.
I will not give up a piece of my soul for a mouthful of sky.
I will not give up being in love with the world.
I will forgive the mad ironies of life.
I will refuse to let someones opinion about life become my reality.
I will be tested. I will not be stopped.
I may be fragile. I will not be weak.
I may make mistakes. I will not be mistaken.
I will break down. I will not be broken.
I may not win. But I sure as hell know what I am fighting for.
Tomorrow is mine.
And I am waiting for the sun to rise again.