THEY CALL IT A SOLITUDE BLISS

there are some things in life that we just can't seem to figure out. like why the lush roses have thorns and why pigs don't fly. most of the time we stare at the sky and wonder what exactly is the actual color of it. the sky is dark most of the time, but why aren't the stars shining as vividly as before when the cities were still quiet. we wish for the simplest thing in life but how many of them actually come true. the only reason why we live on is because we're still waiting for our wish to be liven.

in my world, roses don't have thorns and pigs fly. that's all because of you.

MY SAVIOUR

like a silent sorrow that creeps in the dark. i am haunted by what we all known as guilt. it attacks your conscience, makes you feel vulnerable to justice. you plead for forgiveness, but you receive null.

a thousand words that pierced your heart as your ego is smashed. like a crystal mug that was filled with the water of life. they sink into the sands, never having a second chance to return.

there are times when you pray for someone to heal your broken heart, however long you wait, they never seem to be there.

maybe you're cursed like what they had said about you. life for you is a punishment, you live to repent.

if there is a way out, death might be the only. however hard you try, something saves you. you'll never get out of this.

when all you wish for is for a savior who would take all these pain away. at the end of the day, you cry in the night alone because,

the savior you wish for will never come.