If we were alive

If we were alive

life ................... what a strange word !!!

we might be using it every day ... but what does it really mean !!!?? for some of us it means breathing .. for others it just means keeping the heart beating ... but what about those who uses the word living as equivalent to surviving ..............

are we really alive !!!!!!!!!!!!

how many tricks could it be in such a small tricky word like life !!! it might be a small word indeed ... but it gives you the feeling of being lost in an ocean ... as if your heart is still beating but empty with no emotion ..... what if the tricks are here .. inside our imprisoned minds .... What if we still free .. and the chains that kept us there .. were just delusions and lies.

We live years of surviving .... we survive years of living .............. so how can we live !!!! what is the point of living if in the end we are going to die !!! here is where the word living stands helpless and meaningless .. everyday that passes .. every moment that goes .. it takes us more closer to the end ... as if you're trapped in a room with no windows .. with no doors ............ maybe there wasn't supposed to be a word called living or life .... We die since day one of our lives ....... from the first moment of our birth we cry .. from the first moment we die .............

Is that really the truth ......!!!

Is life really should be that hollow ........... Should we feel that emptiness inside our hearts !!!!!!

Then why do we laugh !!!!

and what does it mean when you wave to a little girl and she waves back .. with a smile in her face and an ice cream in her hand !!!!! and if there is no life ... how am I supposed to describe that feeling every time when the rain touches my skin .....  and what is that feeling that fill us with power and passion .. that freedom you feel over the high hills .. that feeling that drives you crazy and makes your body chills ..... that feeling when you're happy .. that feeling when you're sad .. that electric feeling you have with the first winter's breeze that flows on you cheeks .......That stare in our eyes that stops the time around us when every time the sun rise again after along dark night .. the tear that comes out of your eyes when the sun rise higher while it's rays makes it's way through the gray white cloud ...... not to mention the trees and birds that sing around .... not to mention sleeping on grass as a green magic covers the ground ............

sadness and desperation .. they kill us so many times through our lives ....... while we should die once .. and truly we should live and leave behind  what pulls us down ....... because death is just a gate .. takes us from one life to another .. and you're the one to decide.

so whether you feel happy or you feel sad … whenever there is a confusion between what is a lie and what's true .... you're dead if you can't share your feelings with someone that truly cares for you ..... Because life is not about how long you will survive .. that's why before you die make sure you were alive ........