Friday, 7 October 2011

Gift

God has given me many things, but sometimes I wish it’s possible to give away all of that, just to have this one. 

But everything remains a hope, a hopeless one, perhaps.

Therefore, I’d like to sleep and dream. But alas, even the dream is sometimes a nightmare, something which is totally beyond my control.

I feel like the God is playing with my life, and that alone has reduced me to tears, all this while, I feel like a toy, being tossed around as the owner wishes. 

Everytime I feel hopeless and helpless like this time, I’ll try to rationalise upon hopes of the future, that has perhaps made me even stronger and changed me a lot over the years, but I’m just too tired to endure even more moments like this one, again and again.

I don’t know what else to do now.

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