Diamonds

I was born on a sacrificial stone.

They chanted through the night till the last strip of grey was painted red.When I woke up from my slumber, I had another name. 

The only one familiar is the one I can't see, the one I can't touch. Why do I bring bear this burden of knowing? All it's ever done is made me seem aloof.

But every time I find a diamond under it's black veil, it gives me hope and I pray for strength to carry on. It's something about your beautiful eyes, when it smiles with joy, I feel closer to home.

Everyday Miracles

I ask myself everyday, why do i play this game? Is it even worth winning when there is so much to lose?

Sometimes I like to watch people on the street, to be a witness of their existence and still be invisible. Like i am the smallest thing in the world, a fleeting moment, a curious glance, a question waiting to be answered or an answer searching for a question.

And then the big bad monster goes away because I am too small to be found, to insignificant to be around.
I don't know you and you don't know me. But somehow we are here together, if that is not a miracle, then what is?

Alone

My housemates are in celebrating Easter with their parents, so I get the house to myself. It's quite nice actually. Not to close to bathroom door all the time, I can talk as loudly as i want to, I can sing without being told I am out of tune. It is a nice change.

I have been wondering what loneliness is. More often than not, I choose to be alone. I am an introvert (INFJ) so I always need to recharge myself my having some alone time. But I guess alone time does not equal the feeling of being lonely.

Webster's dictionary describes lonely as "being without company". One can be alone if no one is around but can feel alone in midst of a crowd. So it's really about being alone or feeling alone.Sometimes being alone helps you figure out yourself, it clears your head and gives you a fresh perspective. To be in company with yourself is very comforting. On the other hand,  feeling alone tears you apart. Nothing is more disturbing than feeling lonely, it's like you need to save yourself from yourself. If only someone can hear the screams in your head.

But often I find that the I cannot save a person who feels lonely. No matter how much I try to guide them out of the darkness, sooner or later they will leave my hand and run back to it again. And I have discovered that it is not me who holds the key to get them out of that dark room. They key has always been in their pocket.

The light is always within.

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