Nearly the end of another day... My days have never past so slowly. I cannot believe it has only been less than 4 weeks since I got back from Malaysia, when the world as I knew it fell apart, feels like an eternity. The gaping hole and anguish inside of me consuming my life. A face can belie the soul within. What becomes of hope when it is betrayed time and time again? The soul feeding on unrelenting pain, the mind feeding on timeless images.
I have in the past 4 years of my life walk through horizons so foreign, through extremes of the human emotions. I journey now through another horizon, each step as uncertain as the next. My only defense for the weakness within - the face that belies the soul.
Where do I find reprieve for this tormented soul? What and who is my salvation? Look not into my eyes, to see the pain from the depths.