When my heart is down and battered with the thorns of sorrow, not even a barn of happiness sets me free.
All locked up in the darkest, complex large hole in my heart, it is a hole wide enough to drench me in agony, I could only wish for a miracle.
A state of fear…
I become numb with a cold feeling, quiet like a morgue, sad like I mourn and I have no peace.
I once had joy, but that’s in the past…
Whatever took my joy does not know how much it cost, but I am at last rescued!
I was captured with a crucial pain after letting him go, the one I loved, the one I adored.
My heart was damaged! Voluminous continuous outflow of love, I was weak. Words cannot express what I felt, psychologists cannot relate what it was like, and scientist cannot formulate a formula to measure what I felt.
But… my breakthrough, what rescued me from an ended life, what showed me how to locate the sunrise from that very dark corner in my heart was just a SMILE.