Life is like a bed of roses with torns

*drip...drip*
I slowly open my eyes again and turn around, watching blood dripping from my finger tips.
I feel a little pain as soon as i saw my own blood.
I hit the wall again, i reached the end of the road again.
Open and close my eyes slowly i suck my finger softly, it hurts a little physically
but it hurts more mentally..
I am lying on a bed of roses, but with torns all around it. before i could touch
and smell the scent of the beautiful rose, i have to move my hands arouond
to feel around and get prickle by torn which revolves around it.
Life is like this, isnt it?
You will fall you will get hurt you will bleed before you can get to the
beautiful future that you hope and wish for. It really hurts sometimes.
You will need courage, bravery, patient and many more to keep you going..
After a while, i start to move my finger around again, hoping to touch that beautiful rose.
*drip...drip*
Blood is dripping again..
guess i hit the wall again.
But i will try again.Don't worry i will be fine.