For the most part of that night i persuaded myself it was a nightmare, I bit myself and screamed in a passionate desire to awake. I beat the ground with my hands, and got up and sat down again, and wandered here and there, and again sat down.
But still nothin’s change, it was after all a reality, a truth to which i am compelled to face and overcome, to accept and move on. A present that has become my past, a past which would somehow contributes to detemine my future.
Moving on isn’t easy especially after a heavy rain had ruined all your dreams; almost destroyed your foundations and brought famine of strength into your heart. For theres not always a rainbow to share luminous light especially when the dark clouds of the rain had met the dark of the night.
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