i've seen 2 colleagues took slow stride along the corridoors of the office late at night. back then i wondered if they were just bored. but i figured they could be sorting out their minds from problems in lives.
i've lost my smile. happiness are short pulses that subside in hours [my tension headaches last longer than happiness, ironically]. pain and suffering will live with us til our last breath; i consoled my mother, so why worry, but i just cant get this idealogy into my head. the king of pain is no king if i cant endure. quest n quests continuously challenged me, for i was once self-pronouced strong has gone weak for many years.
there is no hiding at work. i failed to find a spot i could sit to rest my disturbed mind. i resort to "getting busy" to bury the worry. i did suceed in not throwing my phone or kickin a steel plate o vent my frustration.
i was born weak and i grew up worrying the slightest. God pampered me with little failure as i was brought up.
time to change .... when i am complete, i will tackle all pain that comes head on. if i pray hard, God will be there.
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