Hope

Hope,

I am trying to reach there. I am tryinh to keep my mind foucsd

Smoke, and stop

Drink and stop

Pray and stop

Hope and stop

I am lost , I don’t know where I am,where I am going  and what exactly I am doing.

I look at my face in the mirror and just cant feel this face is me. I am not that in the picture

Am some where els , my brain is trapped by my desires, there is a rope around me

Holding me, the same one holding me since I was born. Nothing changed. Its said that its not whom you are in side its what you do  . I know ,or lets say I hope that Someday everything will all make perfect sense. So for now, I’ll laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears and keep reminding  myself, everything happen for a reason

God pleas , give me a hint. Help me, take it easy on me. My soul is exhausted .