Life’s Travel

Riding on a bus alone without companion, though there were passengers, literally strangers. Watching the view outside through the window, the noise of the crowd was covered by the silence that’s within me. A smile couldn’t hid a bleeding heart as the eyes can’t be halt to pour out its tears. Been to many places but haven’t reach anywhere. Thought I haven’t included pain packed on my luggage. Out of my suitcase! Not to stay with me. It wasn’t self pity; it is just hope that chase me, bringing me back where I used to. Telling me not to give up of the possibilities for a better route.

Whispering, that I’m almost there, few steps closer.

The will is not as strong as before. Am different now, numb, careless and less in moderation. Hey you fate, your inches is of miles to me!#% If ever I hold on to it, would I able to still feel or the next is to breakdown/ collapse/ fell unconscious… Don’t deceive me again and drive under your spell. Hollow promises, more on difficulty for the taste of imaginary rewards.

How much load should I endure to carry? Am not complaining, just asking and will do it until my last energy already drain to be proven worthy.

Finally am at home, my feet walking along on a grandeur path. The last vision I saw, shinning like diamonds and arms to rescue. This exhausted body had found rest, love and happiness to nestle, as the unseen come into real life.

Prayers are heard, returns of works
had already arrived….