I remember
The day I step into the unknown room
And embrace the vast darkness where my eyes just roam
And I wonder
How can I hold on?
People's views would change
A lot will disappear, most of them I sage
However, time kept me cage
I clutched the pillow
Fighting the tears that flows
However, miracle it would take
To save the river for anothers sake
I swear my mind would be in mayward
If in this planet and time, I am nothing but a tard
Instead of clutching the soft matress
Or resulting from assaultness
I fought and clench to move my own glory
And there, I remember the Holy Rosary
It has been so long, oh, the winter have passed
Sincr I saw the shimmer of each beads in my hands
And it had always healed me...
My youth, became old
My fears, now bold
My evil, now halo
And my knees would bend low
Pleading, Mother Mary, pray for me
That in this misery I may stay
But with God, and will never be astray
Though in each moments, each day, that pass
My thoughts of Father is getting less and less
And I am in a deep regret, trying to foresee the future I detest
Hollow, darkness, intoxicated of the crust of the Earth
And forgotten the One who blessed my birth
Oh Mother Mary, for God, I am dirty
And though I will never be worthy
Please, I plead
To deliver the message I head
For Him to never give up on this sinner stubborn soul
And hug me whenever I howl
Teach me as I bite
as He loves me with all His might
Oh Mother Mary, don't let me be blind
and to Him let me be bind
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One Hundred Fifty
RandomFifty, Fifty, Fifty A writing challenge for myself is to create fifty poems, fifty essays, and fifty one-shot stories, every single prekeng day to make it a hundred and fifty days of honing my skills and giving sparks to my interest. Here's the deal...