CLINGED

I let myself drown into my own genuine thoughts where everything seems possible to achieve or even deceived. It is aching devastated on opining such promises to whom will I let myself drown into or will I do this alone or will I let myself drown into the sea bed full with broken hearts and promises but to opine such thoughts only make one forget the reality of the world that urge a person to live up and prepare for such despair but to see what I see to feel what I feel seems too extraordinarily peculiar. I feel these feelings that you felt long ago but this time it blossomed freshly and beautifully that incarnated into something normal humans cannot think of and you came to me promising something that is worth awhile to wait but in the end lies are all you promised but I stood up- as a priest to vanish what must be gone. I knocked on the empty slot in my heart asking it to who is it waiting for? It answers my faiths towards God. A devastating truth about a boy to seeks for himself and lost in the deep dark forest in his heart unable to achieve sanity and was prone to embrace the unlucky part of him that was destined by fate to live with a dark heart that is still clings on the feet of God asking for his guidance.