wound-bliss

I never really thought it would be of this difficulty.

I never imagined myself growing tired of a tragic of not wanting to look, wait and scan over people passing.

I never was treated unfairly, and yet I condemn being out of reach upon struggles.

I never listen nor hesitate being apart from it, but life took us that way far, far enough to forget.

I never realize a melodramatic situation wherein it will involve a lot of criticisms and reactions that I never wanted to posses nor obsess.

I never sanctify to the truth of my own stone-thrown decisions.

I never respected its reasoning sometimes hence I look forward seeing the negativity and cling on my own mind controlling beliefs.

I never was of foolish following the right circumstances, and I fail him/Him.

I never really get to care on what’s a must or should but rather I put sympathize on what I can.

I never punish myself unto my failures and selfishness thus I create an unfamiliar hymn which produces vibrant noise of chants.

I never really ignore the reprimands I just take them in consideration of things I wanted to do.

I never ought to know the huge difference of letting go and holding a hand, yet it made a misconception of knowing the value of both.

I never was too careful filling the days with solid mysteries and essence.

I never was too eager to count out days passing and neglect them as much as possible.

I never was unloved nor unpaid for what I deserve it was always more, plenty and fulfilling.

I never was of contentment upon everything especially when it regards my passion.

I never was of influence in getting the right lectures, the secured vows, the forgiving heart nor the upgraded scientist testing experiments of time.

I never end the day of sanity, I just try to tend on it.

I never mind being left out in the street but I pity those who are in it mostly on cold dark nights.

I never wanted to spend the morning with sun, it aches my eyes.

I never aspire to stop dreaming in any how or matter it will push me through.

I just never thought awe would come upon me on times I let go of the most precious substantial stone left in grasp despite sacrifices I chose to throw it and cast no more shadow with it.