Amongst those withering socket wrenches, I knew I had bruises and it's aching. My heart is trampled and I'm afraid time might slips to heal the scars. I can no longer hear the chuckles neither find the inner of me to smirk. I saw the real thing! I unveiled the fakes and foes, the false and wrong, and the liars and the suckers. The jungle I am moving on is a corrupted one. With those adversities, I found myself sitting on a pew of a solemn place. I felt the warmth while I slumped on a shoulder.
The sound of serenity is deafening. Until a voice grumbled and echoed on my ears; "Light it up. Drop everything. Let go. You need rest. Because some of the best days of your life is just about to happen. Behold, you will see the miracles. You just had fight the good fight of faith."
And slowly I felt my head is slowly leaning away from a shoulder. I cannot move. The picture now is a warrior lulling on that solemn place. There is indispensable joy! That picture is the most beautiful of all.
ycelah_83
07/11/14, 12:08 am
First time ko makasulat ng maikli! Congratulations to my brain cells! HAHA. :)
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