Saturday, 24 January 2009
01:16:31 PM (GMT)
Hope that someone gets my message in a bottle.
Knees curled to my chest, arms wrapped around legs, hair wet with Herbal Essences, my
numb mind began to wander. Despite the unfortunate turn of events and complete
bitterness that has reached the surface, the scattered thoughts in my mind were full
of life. Energetic and free, they turned the thin line of my lips by the ends into a
smile. Brief warmth washed over me as my heart welled up with hope. Silenlty, I
revisited the part of me that was once worry-free and careless. Not the reckless type
of careless, but the innocent, naive careless. She hasn't an ounce of burden on her
shoulders. Strength ran through her veins and belief suffocaited her lungs. She
absored the fascinating atmosphere effortlessly. She looked toward the uncertain
future greatfully, taking each stride with pride. She found it comfortable, every
step steady. Everyday she grew more perplexed. She stumbled, she tripped, she fell.
Yes she had picked herself up, unaware of what was to occur. The stable ground
beneath began to quiver and shake, and for the very first time, she felt unsure. The
ground and her whole world suddenly fell apart; uncertaintity now crippling her. The
pain engulfed her body and the fear blinded her. All light had vanished. Mere months
ago she saw each day a miracle, a gift. But it became empty and cruel with the
passing moments. Measurements of time were unbearble.
Deciding to unfold my body, apathy overwelms me again. This instance, I fight it. I
fight it with all that I am, striving to see a glimpse of light. What happens is
unexpected. Instead of the weak darkness, a blinding light appears. After realizing I
couldn't see my hands in front of me, the colors started coming. They were faint on
the light, stabbing with emotion. Beams jumping and overlapping one another. It was
beautiful. My eyes flashed open. Today was a miracle.