i am without worries.. as i travel more into her world.. the more i see. the less i be. a certain paragraph of getting the learning habit skills. beyond my own eyes. included with every bit of everyone else. i finally felt it. not sharper. not dull. just a blank knife piercing through. not even a handle to pull out. no help from the others. shows that i was not even remembered in such ways. i was hoping for a shoulder. but i guess my hands are smaller from what i could have imagined. i cannot hold on to those wide shoulders. not a bit. they wont let me. and she wont let me.
today. i pledge to myself. virtue will be my pride. fortitude is my vengeance. and love i have are for none. but God’s and her’s. i pray alone. and i’ll pray to my bone. until i believe that i can sing. again.
heee.. its mine