Rain

The night sky is young,

yet the heavens are crying

with rain pouring down,

washing the earth clean,

yet my chest remained stained

with blood from a broken heart

that once took shelter

in the arms that felt so warm and safe…

– angelo

Life indeed can make us and break us… there are things that we cannot control no matter how hard we try… in the end we just find ourselves losers in this game of life… or maybe we are just thinking about it. Is it really life that makes us losers or us? We really do not know… This is part of an intricate yet creatively done design of our life. There are times when we rejoice on the triumph and the desires that have been achieved, but the glory that these victories can bring us fades away soon before we totally grasp it, because behind all this limelight lies a soul longing to be loved. Yet, all things in this world fades… we are actors watched by an audience of One. One thing is for sure though, these things become part of our whole being… making us the person that we are today… everyday is a struggle, everyday is a new opportunity and adventure… everyday is a new beginning. A new start to an already broken heart. Each day our hearts are being shattered by one and made whole again by another… but we still fall back to one person that made a difference in our life and left us with a missing piece that somehow can never make our heart whole again…