It's just like, it gets way too hard to stand, sometimes. Or at least that's what we tell ourselves. And then we look back, and it turns out we did stand it. I think as humans we are a lot stronger than we give ourselves credit for.
Especially the heart. If the heart is what feels emotional pain, how is it possible that more of them don't just give up? It's so hard to think of all those people who have gone through absolutely unimaginable heartbreak. All of that suffering concentrated in such a small space--no bigger than your fist?? I swear, the heart must be the strongest thing in the world. I guess that's what they mean when they say they have a heavy heart. Our heart holds up all these burdens, and sometimes we don't even notice it. But then, when it has to carry more than it can hold, and it's just about to burst, it lowers itself ever so gently and takes a rest on our insides, to take some of the weight off. And that's when you feel it, the weight of it all. And everything becomes dark; heavy.
And sometimes, it does give up. Rare times, though. Most times, it goes on without a complaint. Keeping us alive; soaking up the pain.
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