If I die, I hope to go with my head on that typewriter.It’s my battlefield- Charles Bukowski
Battlefield
So today I somehow have managed to survive again
The unknown battle that I have fought today
So I thought to write
To make myself feel better
Like Charles bukowski said,
(writing is the
ultimate
psychiatrist,
the kindliest
god of all the
gods)
His words give me little comfort
To go into battlefield to fight the unknown foe
But at times I wonder if these words of hope are enough?
To give strength to step into battlefield again
As I questioned myself
I never thought I can get help from old cartoon show i use to watch
Those lines of helping word’s i remember were
You must never give into dispair. Allow yourself to slip down that road, and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength.
So in the Times like this I can only give hope to myself
Till the last battle is fought