Life of An Angel

Saturday, January 06, 2007

All the waves of emotion is wearing me out.
Physically, perhaps.
Mentally, i suppose.
Emotionally, i think so.
Times like this, i am spurn round and round in circles.
Everything seems to be crumbling down into bits and pieces.
Almost 3 whole hours into in the operation, i've yet to receive a call from the hospital.
Daddy, please hang in there and fight hard till the end.
Don't give up, cos we won't.
You know how much we all love you and we'll battle through all odds with you.
First time in my whole entire life, true feelings were unveiled and expressed.
Everyone's telling me to go Novena Church to say my prayers.
And i'll do just that.
Every saturday i shall go without fail.
I think i'm going crazy sitting right here thinking and worrying.
Can't do my project.
And, really, i don't need another shock coming from you.
It's all coming to an end.
You and all the whatever it is, stay far..far away from me.
Perhaps it's high time that i should lose my grasp of the past, and let you go.
Releasing us from the subdue pain of agony that's been haunting.
I should do myself a favour and move on for good.
For i don't see why i can't live on without you and have a better life.
It's just crazy sitting here waiting, i won't despair, i refuse to cave in,
i'll burnt my frustrations in the gym now.

Lúthien Ancalime ;
1/06/2007 02:32:00 PM Comment