The Truth Is...

Perseverance was never in my list of vocabularies. Of course, it exists and I acknowledge its existence. Its meaning imprinted at the back of my mind but every now and then when it's dark and gloomy, when I feel as if the four walls has caved in on me, I crawl my way to the back of my mind only to find that the print has faded away. Its meaning, blurred and I forgot what it meant to persevere. I lose myself in the antonyms of persevering. Losing. Giving up. And eventually, death.

This has got to be one of my most intimate post. Didn't think you could have handled the truth but if you did I think you did a pretty good job.

The truth is... GOD listens. :) And of course, you and you and you.