Time and again the sun sets like a bedimming curtain before my eyes, taking with it all illumination, warmth, and color. ? I am overwhelmed by night and the monsters that lurk in shadows of despair. ? But alas, stars twinkle from afar, shedding the tiniest rays of lighted hope. ? I am reminded that the sun also rises, and that morning's glory shall restore beauty to my world. ? The realization of this dream is only a matter of waiting out the dreary night. ? So, I shall persevere.
Never give up. It's like breathing - once you quit, your flame dies letting total darkness extinguish every last gasp of hope. You can't do that. You must continue taking in even the shallowest of breaths, continue putting forth even the smallest of efforts to sustain your dreams. Don't ever, ever, ever give up.
Life has moments that feel as if the sun has blackened to tar and the entire world turned to ice. ? It feels as if Hades rose from the depths of Tartarus with his vile demons solely for the purpose of gathering to personally torture you, and that their genuine intent of mental, emotional, and spiritual anguish is tearing you to shreds. ? Your heart weighs as heavily as leaden legs which you would drag yourself forward with if not for the quicksand that overcomes you, pulling you down inch by inch, paralyzing your will and threatening oblivion. ? And all the while fire and brimstone pour from the sky, pelting only you. ? Truly, that is what it feels like. But that feeling is a trial that won't last forever. ? Never give up.