I Surrender

     I used to think that people who run away from their problems are cowards, and weak. Problems are supposed to be faced head on you know? Grab it by its root, and just uproot it or something. Throw it away from your life *insert more hyperbolic comparisons

     Until, I have reached here. I have confronted my problem, resolved it (I guess), did everything I can in my power. Then, what else? What else is there? What else can I do if the unsettling feeling is still here to stay, even after months. So tell me what am I supposed to do if the only chance of me to survive this is, to avoid it? The instinct survival says I should run and hide, but I refuse. And I have been wounded by the advance of time.

     They say, time heals all wounds. Then, as long as I live, as long as I breathe, as long as I have time with me, I will wait for that moment until this old adage dissolves into truth. Until, the end of time.

     Maybe I am a coward. And you know what, when it comes to this, I don't mind admitting this. Because I really did try. I really did. And I hope, God will forgive me for the great suffering that has humbled me to openly surrender, and maybe, He will grant me the release from whatever this is.



My Lord, I surrender.

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