Sometimes in my life I face pains too hard to bare. I put my thoughts on paper in a form that I can share.
Although my mind is strong, at times it can get weak. When thought are too hard to verbalize with pen and paper have I learned to speak.
Of rivers too wide to swim and mountains too high to climb. My pains, my disappointments, my joys… in due time.
My future may looked hazy and too complicated to define. But victory is always present in the recess of my mind.
To understand my nature, an enigma at start is to finger through my pages, The Essence of My Heart.