The mask and the darkness.

They say people wear many masks, that’s true. We change our masks with who we speak so we can protect ourselves. Hide what we really think at times because it’s easier to avoid things.

They ask how are you, are you alright are you OK? And I put on my mask with a smile and say I’m fine, I’m good, I’m alright but behind my mask i see the cracks forming. In all honesty no I’m not alright, I’m not OK, things aren’t good.

Just the amount of energy one has to put into wearing a mask that is far from how you actually feels makes a person tired. And right now I’m so tired of all the things in life going wrong, but I can’t get sleep.

I know I have to keep going forward pushing through the rough turbulent times. But in all honesty I wish I could run away to the darkness and let it just end things. I’m a stronger person than that though, I stand up every time against the darkness and shout “I live! I fight! I brave a new day!” because right now that’s all I can do.

It would be easier to go to the dark and just submit to it and give up, we all get angry and sad, lost and confused. It’s a thing we have to accept in life, even though it’s hard we continue fighting for a better time, powering through the mountain of dispair till we finally reach that light that greets us when the hardest things have passed.

Sometimes we need to reach out and say hey guys… I’m not OK, let others know you are having a hard time and maybe there will be someone with a torch to walk next to you in the tunnel.

This is Malekir signing off.