FICTION posted by Rio S.
Sometimes, it’s hard to pretend to be strong all the time.
You’re strong, sure, but not always.
Everybody has limits, a breaking point.
Sometimes, things just keep piling up.
Every little thing goes wrong.
You’re keeping the blasted dike together.
And sometimes, you wish you can just let it fall apart.
Sometimes, it gets tiring.
Fighting alone. A losing battle.
Sometimes, you ask why you’re even there in the first place.
When you could’ve chosen to be somewhere else.
Somewhere peaceful, somewhere safe.
Then you remember what you’re fighting for.
You pick yourself up and go up against your monsters.
But sometimes… You don’t.
