Last night my soul was hurt. Then I laid my frail body on my bed and sank my aching head in my pillow, for a forever sleep. Not even a wink – rather, my mind chaos my head; instead of sleep my eyes shed tears. Instead of blood my heart pumped pains. The night was hell.
This morning; the weight of my sleepless eyes, the aches in my chaotic head and the frailty of my heart all together add to the ordeal to greet me a terrible day ahead. As much as I strive to disprove this, the worse the situation amplifies. My mouth wouldn’t just accept the food; my entire system could only help by malfunctioning. Then I realized how awful my day has become!
Yes, often times have I heard, “People don’t care how much you know until they know how much you care.” Yet I never stop asking; why is my one plus one never equals two? Why do my fair deeds amount to imperfections? Why do my definite throws always off target? Why do I get this ill-fated with people? Why…?
God knows I hate to see people sad or dejected. God knows I do not like to be of help and decline the opportunity. God knows I hate to bother others with my problems. God knows I like to be a shoulder hurting people can lean in. But now I’ve come to realize it’s not only about what I hate or like but in essence, the people that concern.
Though had my spirit wearied and at the verge of giving up. But for this one intangible reason; this invaluable hope; that one day the life I live, the things I do, the trail I leave will be appraised and the impart I make shall be indelible.
Then an icon; a hero; a legend I become.
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