notes from yesterday
I have been told that only the extremes of my emotion could make me write from the heart.
I say, I DARE MY HEART NOW.
I find hard to immortalize into words this solitude inside of me.
If only my tears could explain everything, then I’ll be relieved.
I could never tell what the future will bring forth, but for what it’s all worth, I’m thankful that it holds the answer to all my confusions.
Indeed, happiness may evade us, even if we put our utmost effort in capturing its beauty. It sometimes make me think that it has a free will to choose the chosen ones. The more I seek for it, the more it eludes me.
So better not?
*heavy sigh*
I don’t wanna sound desperate for answers but these kind of dilemmas shatter my thoughts everytime I take an attempt to challenge my undefying, nutcracked brain.
I’m still in search of the reason for early morning smiles, my late evening cries. And at times, i find hard to realize that my feet has already left the ground.
I am DISHEARTENED.
My hopes are failing me. My expectations have left my stand.
And I fear that I might reach the point where my own faith has given up on me.