you know when you're having a good week that it is too good to be true.

you're waiting for that smack right across your face to wake you up or that major letdown/depressing moment that slowly creeps up and hits you right between your eyes that most definitely will come.

you're waiting for that numb moment that throws his entire sealed and heavy bag of tricks at you. sometimes it lasts a few hours, sometimes it lasts for days; possibly weeks, month or years.

there's nothing you do about it. there's nothing you can do about it.

i need a miracle.

you're forced onto a path of another future, one that you'd never think you'd have to take. it's so far from the one you planned to embark on. you hope on the possibility that you still have a chance to backtrack and make your way back onto that path but you know it's not a possibility anymore.

still, you cling on to that hope while it does absolutely nothing for you.

i need a miracle.

things you believe in are not working. things that keep you going through the bad times don't seem to be helping anymore. the tears try to escape, but they are imprisoned in cages with narrow bars by your thoughts, your numbed emotions and the fear of admonition from being too open.

so many things threaten to make you abdicate this thing you call faith.

but you can't.

it's all you've ever known.

i need a miracle.