What could the light show me?

I had nothing I wanted to see-
I had love and hope and faith and trust 'till she, crushed my dreams-

I could still believe and maybe succeed but I was still stuck in this place in my mind and I couldn't even breathe-
I tried to escape, from my cell but I What could the light show me?

I had nothing I wanted to see-
I had love and hope and faith and trust 'till she, crushed my was prevailed, and soon found-

Maybe if I didn't decide to give up, I would have lived-

Maybe if I realised my mistake, I would have another chance to see-
My regret was a strong as the burning pain in my heart-

Yearning for something as long gone as my life-
I remained in my still, quiet cell, knowing I wasn't worth well-

No one will save me-
No one will care-

For I would drown in my own despair-
I asked another question, in my head,why had I looked for the light when it was already dead?

Time ran, stripping me of its knowledge-
Until one day,I saw the flicker of a light-
It wasn't so bright but it allowed me to finally see a life-

I stood up from my corner to run towards it with a beating heart-
I stood up to run towards my future, with strangely not a heavy heart.

Chances-

I think of chances like little rain drops-

The moment you let go of a chance and let it slip away, is like the moment when you do not manage to catch the rain drop and it falls onto the ground-

Chances came by so frequently yet either we overlook it or we let it fall through our own hands-

Chances could fall right onto our laps and we choose to ignore it-

Chances could appear out of nowhere and it's always you to decide to use it or not-

Maybe that is why I am indecisive... chances are precious and I never want to pick the wrong one-

Chances open up new pathways to unimaginable experiences and teach you lessons and make you learn and feel so much-

Chances are like rain drops, they fall past you without you noticing sometimes and you lose them, just like that-

Chances and opportunities are so common yet we so often either overlook it, do not see it or won't use it-

Why won't you take that chance and just do it?

First, there was a quiet bliss, the river steady and still.

Second there was a small rumble of noise, a sign of chaos, approaching.

Third, there came battle cries, from all points of the ocean sides.

Standing still and silent in the middle of the ocean, fully emerged into water.

The water, however, was not crystal blue.
It was red.
Stained red.
The colour of blood-red.