Friday, September 18, 2015

Open up my eyes and tell me who I am...


How deep is your love?
Is it like the ocean?
What devotion are you?
How deep is your love?
Is it like nirvana?
Hit me harder, again.
How deep is your love?
Is it like the ocean?
Pull me closer, again.
How deep is your love?

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

All I need is right here...



He awakens from a haze of bewilderment, and as the fog and dust clears he can see his reflection in the sky. He gets up from the ground, still shaky from past hurt, yet oddly acute and aware. He pats through his body, making sure all of his limbs are intact, that none lost their heading during his implosion. There seems to be no immediate harm, bruises here and there, but his outsides remain healthy. Then he searches for his heart, and he is instantly stricken with panic, because he cannot feel a pulse. His breath becomes heavy. His mind starts to cloud. And then ... a beat. So quiet, so faint, like it's afraid to draw attention to itself. It whispers that it needs more time. That it's feigned death in order to survive. He calms down. His breath slows. He closes his eyes and with an almost blasphemous conviction promises that he shall rebuild. He shall grow anew, and one day, when the beating of his heart is strong once again, not even thunder will be able to quench its roar.

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

On my knees when nobody else is praying...

I don't want to jinx it, even though I probably already have, but I think things might work out in my favour. I still have a lot to learn, and I'd rather reach my dreams knowing that it didn't happen by chance or because of a lucky break. I want to touch the stars because I've worked my ass off and I've earned it. Will there be more heartache? Will I fall and stumble? Undoubtedly. But here I am, still standing, looking towards a future surely worth living. I may not know exactly what it is or where I'll end up, but for now it doesn't really matter. I am a work in progress, and I'm not ashamed of that. There will come a time when I'll be able to look at myself and burst from pride. Until then, this is the journey and this is my game face, and that's completely fine with me.