An Apology…

An apology is not worthy enough to explain how bad I feel…

So many promises were made knowing I would most likely not be able to honor them at all. Most of my time has been spent stressing, yelling about the audacities of life we all have to deal with when push comes to shove. And then, poof!
I get sick, bed-ridden for a few days thinking I would never see the light of day again…

But, here we are! Another day alive, breathing, thanking God every single moment I can for keeping me alive. Never did I think my lungs would ever get hurt. In a way I believed I was invincible regardless if we’re destined to die at some point in our lives. So, so unruly of me to do so…

Yet, time cannot be rewound. Time refuses to be interfered with no matter what our human hands are capable of. Because, as much as we’re able to fling our arms around, the hands of time are, immortal. Eternal. Timeless. On the move at all hours of our days. But, ours? Eventually, they fall. Either from grace or a life full of torment and affliction as it is our choice at the end of it all…

Nonetheless, I digress. Because, I choose to be graceful. I choose joyful tears over a mouth salivating over one’s sanctity. Instead of blaming others for my follies, I would rather just say thank you…

Thank you to everybody who even reads a single sentence I jot down at any point in time.

Thank you to my sister for showing me what a loving family can be like.

Thank you to everyone who has taken time out of their lives to make me, cry.

Most importantly, thank you to God for wiping them off every single night as I lay down with, no one by my side. Giving me company when no one would even look into my teary eyes…

All I can say at this point is, we all die some day. Why not live life with a smile too strong to ever be drowned by,

Pain…