Jun 2016
I tried to pick flowers but my hands only reached out to the thorns;
Because I kept thinking my hands are not the right place for them to belong
I tried to split my vein into two;
but could not
Because something always held me back from being such a coward
I tried to be a different person from who I was yesterday;
And someone held my hand to uplift me,
silently
Because I kept thinking my hands are not the right place for them to belong
I tried to split my vein into two;
but could not
Because something always held me back from being such a coward
I tried to be a different person from who I was yesterday;
And someone held my hand to uplift me,
silently
We are not alone even if we don't see anyone around us. There's someone way more close to us than we think. And that someone for me is my 'God'.
