Can't be serious.

Every day you wake up and you think to yourself how some day you won't feel the way you do today. You open your eyes and you think, I will wake up somewhere else someday. Somewhere beautiful and somewhere the pain doesn't find tolerance to exist in. Some parts of you know that you won't find yourself in such bliss, ever. Some parts of you know that you will continue to linger your legs by the edge of your bed, feeling the resentment of those warm bed sheets raping the back of your calves. Some parts of you cannot be fooled.

But what about the rest of your parts? Can they continue to dance in harmonious dreams? Is that what hope is? To let the naive parts of you wait for a future that does not exist? People will say, you do not know for sure that it won't take place. Well, you don't know that it will either. Every day you wake up and nothing changes for the better. You are more miserable than the day before. You have worked harder, but things you could not control ignored your efforts. Fate turned its cheeks away. Who are you going to complain to? What are you going to do? Work even harder? Do you give up because fate will win? You constantly hear that you make your own fate. How is that possible when things happen to you that you have no control over?  A car accident? A disease? Airplane Crash? Someone robbing you? Someone hurting you? A loved one dying? How does that work? You may learn to cope with it, but accepting it is different. How do you accept that anything may happen to you whenever fate pleases and all you can do is just .... wait for a day where things will be better? Are you serious? Is that what you're going to do?

Is it simpler that way? To place your face against the pillow that resents you for being so restless? To close your eyes knowing that the next morning will be no better. It might be worse, but it won't make you smile. Is it okay to fall asleep and deep inside hope you do not wake up? Is that how you should feel? All these questions and only fortune-cookie-answers for a proposed rescue. You can't be serious.