fear once again reign over my vortex.i wan to purge out but im exhausted.after reading wens blog.somehow part of it resonate with my feelings.i too am a wuss.hiding in my lil haven.i create a shell so real that everyone believed it but deep within i know everything happening seems so surreal.
i want to keep on flying
boundless wings resemble chains very well
without being able to go anywhere becauseof their weight
with childish eyes that i keep on losing
dun feel like continuing.how long should i be giving my best? with my mind all clouded.will i be able to break free of my chains and clear this fog?
im battled.bleeding real bad.somehow, im losing faith.alone i stand.i may look unfazed.never i was, never i will.
will there be a day for a mirale to save me? or will i crumple before that.
