I remember.....it was a stormy night,
With heavy rain pouring down my roof top
Thunders was resound in my eardrum again and again,
It's like God's wrath erupted against me.
I was woke, terrified , cold......
Suddenly out of nowhere
A strong wind blown
My big mirror fell of the wall
And big crashes amplified in the dark night
I sat up on my bed
watching my mirror turned into a pile of broken pieces
Lying on the floor
It's like death suddenly became her......!
Self Image
Dark night, all alone without thoughts
The flashing lightning upon my sights
Left me breathless and faithless
Cold rain splashing down my windows
Against the silence of the night
Could this be my reflections?
How my spirit was in a state of shock and discomfort
I picture myself in the mirror upon the wall
Eyeballs screening through speechless
A sudden strike from the winds hits my reflections
I was falling hard on the ground
I could see millions of me
Staring back at me.... cold bloodedly
How could this be?
When all this while I was so confidence
So delighted in running my own life
Knitting my own piece of mind
God, how can You put such misery
Such struggles for me to cuddles
I hate the thoughts that....
You are the causes of my brokeness
You take away my pride
You put me in difficult circumstances
Where I would like to run and hide....
God, mend my broken reflections
In my humble state
Heal this self image.....
Written by Felix Chai 18.05. 2006
1 comment:
Thanks a bunch....^@^
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