changes

the only thing that is constant in this world is change.

one minute everything is going so fine and another minute a 360 degrees turn-around. and when things get worst… it just can’t seem to stop from getting even worse. and when you have made plans to work things out… there are just some things which tend to mess up your master plan. now what happens when you are stuck in that world of constant change? of course you would want the easiest way out. but you are alone. what do you do?

the feeling of getting into unexpected mishaps of fate makes my world a living soap opera except there is no camera. i talk to my self endlessly on million dollar questions only who knows can answer. i indulge my self into my thoughts with tears falling down my cheeks and the heaving of my breasts simultaneously. not a wonderful sight if i may add, but it’s how i live.

blaming my self always, i have run out of reasons to keep my self composed and sane. but i know i am sane and a living epitomy of a martyr.

i love unconditionally. i serve bearing sacrifices. i smile when my world is crushing. i hold on to happy thoughts to keep me breathing. i see the good in everyone i meet. i gaze upon the stars with great wonder and hope.

i am happy at some point but not ultimately happy.

i encourage my self on never-ending and nerve-wrecking ideologies and theories. and lastly, i think of God.

but then another thought just crossed my mind. when will my heart stop aching?

i hope not the same time as it stops beating.

i have come to embrace my fate, I am my self for the world to hurt… but ultimately Yours for the taking.