…, but nobody was there
Posted February 1, 2011on:
I talked to a brother, yesterday. And now, I just found, that my reaction of yelling and screaming every time on empty chamber…is none of a reason from my past.
Indeed, I just felt that I’m awake now! WTH! All those sh*ts thing played on my mind. I remembered; nobody was there.
BUT I know, I have to move on, I have to forgive. I need to let it free. I supposed to be the new me.
Then, now I dig my history. I thought that recognizing those bad experience is the right first step. Geez, I feel like I’m crying.
Since it makes me sad… Remembering those times makes me remember that I had, once in my childhood, been unwanted.
Yesterday is a history.
Tomorrow is a mistery.
Today is a gift.
Thanks, bro… I never thought that I’m sick. I just buried deep down. And now I wanna raise…
Lend me your hand to raise me up…