Wednesday, June 18, 2008
the end of a journey
im going home
or going house?
somebody tell me.
a shot of fear
a dash of helplessness
mixed feelings,
on the rocks?
turn on the lights,
blast the music.
im facing it,
finally?
i love ur cool
i miss your love
drenched
but evaporated.
wrench of fear
grip me so tight
surround me,
with emptiness.
burdened and weary
thirsty for
how long more
can i continue?
continue stirring
mix me up
confused.
lost.
no point in fretting
cos time will tell
prayers are answered
nightmares, dissolved
i await the sun to rise,
its warm golden rays.
bring me home.
let me in?
take it up and put it down.
3:08 AM
Monday, June 16, 2008
trusting is giving someone an opportunity to hurt you and hoping the person doesnt. it is a commitment, a verbal contract between two willing parties, no less. to trust in its very essence is to love.
trust is a living thing, because it grows. it starts off small, but bit by bit, nurtured over time with tender loving kindness, it will bloom into a rainbow, bridging the lives of two individuals across a horizon of stranger-esness. it bursts forth with the colours of life and it is beautiful.
a sapling is weak. but an oak tree stands firm in a storm. give it some time and some love, and our houses will be built upon rocks. it is easy to misplace trust. unless the owner recalls it, he will not know that trust has been lost.
but remember, to trust is to love and to love to trust.
because i love you, i trust you.
take it up and put it down.
6:10 AM
