• raisondetree 10w

    There are days I chose sleep over arousing, just to avoid facing another day as already my body got it's edge,shaken by it's weakness.The way the mind paralyzed to even accept the love that is already available even before asking for one, but ironically the pricking pain in chest was invincible that guarded anything good out of my sight.Still managed to break those unwelcoming days that pushed me to give up the least potential I was holding onto. But somehow the formless hope never led me to hear those evil whispers "it's over".Pushing out those out of mind was no easy, but the tiny-tweeny hope that perished inside helped me to hung upon the thought, one day I surmise the calamity that caused within will stand defenceless, after I setup my soul at serenity, poised and tranquil.