Invisible Tears

Some life struggles can never be said out loud, in a world full of uncertainity where others are losing their lives due to COVID 19 pandemic its hard to complain when the world has made us literally count our blessings. They say growing up sucks it does and when you are faced with grown up challenges its hard to cry for help so you have invisible tears where you cry but put up a show because the story is not over yet, God has given you a new day, a new lease to face life again. Sadly being misunderstood and misheard means that no matter how much your intentions are pure its a hard for a heart that has closed to you to see you as more than a mistake or a failure. Its hard to fit into a model or script that is not part of your vision. Its hard to be part of a team who nomatter your sacrifices you feel like you do not belong. Life has taught me to listen and observe, listen to the unsaid words, to innuedos to things that are not verbally said out loud but you feel them but when the one person that is supposed to be your guide becomes the one who blows out your torch its hard. Having to recite the serenity prayer, merging the heart and mind is hard. It is in these times that I hold on to my faith, yes a faith like no other crazy faith waiting for the day of vindication. It is well with my soul a soul rooted in faith for alone I can never do this... Hear me lord