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__ Tuesday, January 01, 2008 ;

Have you ever experienced this sense of extreme hopelessness?
Like nothing in this world is going to work out right.
Just when you thought things were doing fine, something bad has to happen.

I thought I was the happiest person on earth.
I thought things were improving and my heart was getting lighter.
I thought 2008 will be a new start and a fresh beginning for me.

I guess I was wrong.
The demons from the past continue to hold me captive.
The hurts and wounds remind me that the past is real and indeed, very much alive.

Suddenly, everything seems to go wrong.
Whatever good that I had seemed to turn bad.
It's as if all the colours in my life have been splashed with thick, black paint.

I don't know where I am heading.
I am scared.
The road seems long, and dark.

And, I'm tired.

made another new promise ][-
 and broke it again at 2:08 PM ;