In Pursuit of Happiness
As
I embrace silence while I remotely envisioned happiness I took a small
glance at my reflection. I look at myself in the mirror and saw an
image of someone a little of far cry from how I thought I once were,
and then experience lethargy….I looked back again. And pondered on
how much of my lifetime was spent being happy..Plus the many years that
passed me by. Then it is evident enough in my two hazy eyes the cloudy
look. A view that was blinded by pain and a faith that was ravaged by
anger, deception and selfishness.
Every
single day spent was always a quiet struggle to be able to catch up
with time. I felt like I am robbed of the oppurtunity to achieve my
goal and fragments of bliss. I’m still hamstrung by my past failure.
I’d
like to think that this is just a dream. One day I’ll woke up and have
the sweetest grin. I’ve outgrown the agony and the sadness that befalls
me.But as my life
unfolds you’ll just find an empty void. Just like everybody else, I
dreamt of love, happiness and contentment. Then I realize and woke up
on an empty space.
This
is a crossing whereas I stand still on a phase where my heart floats.
As I coarse through the fierceness of my own battles suddenly I felt
alone. I slip away for a moment then I felt a warm drops of water
running through my cheek.
My sanity continues to eludes me. I’m running out of time.
This was my haywire thoughts while I’m still… in pursuit of happiness…
