Thursday, June 13, 2013

Dimout.

Darkness inundated. not her life but her mind, it overpowered the colorful world that once inhabited these folds and brought cheerfulness into her reality.
she was mislead, manipulated, misunderstood and exploited to an extent that even the strongest being would never be capable of handling. The cheerfulness turned to hostility, socializing turned to solitude, the sweet manners were restricted. she found pleasure in her secluded life. She grew impatient for a small change of events, she couldn't dare to even hope for a miracle.
Keeping balance was an expensive price, she became poor on happiness. stripped of her good judgement; she couldn't but distrust human motives. safer precaution.
A glimpse of light was attributed in him, she wanted to hold to it. but soon it vanished into thin air, smothering the new born hope. Persevering to a petite hope was a tiring purpose.

Hope is an assailant

She finally saw the light. Her ache was projected to the small piece of paper that held her memorable words. the paper that was now the only memory left of her. she could see; from above, who was worth her hope. and smiled.