I keep pressing the esc button on
my keyboard. Hoping that there’ll be some sort of a relief or release from the
several cages of confinement that pains the soul. Though all that happens,
happens for a reason…there is no more water in this detention. A country rich
with water is having water crisis. A country that was known for its green is
now polluted; the air we breathe is congested. So much I wanted to pour out my
expressions but there hasn’t been any rain pour. What could it be, what will tomorrow bring
while I am busy sheeping, while I am lying on the bed sleeping? Daydreaming about
amazing things because in real life, well you are not in amazement; Rather it
feels like being in a maze with too many limitations placed onto you. Despite all the whineries (whining) I need to
be reminded that love is the remedy. In times of pain and difficulties, we put
front our complaints to the most compassionate, the most merciful…
