Freedom in Forgiving

Thinking big and having fun.
A goal for this week and the weeks to come.
It felt so great to be back here.
I am full of energy thanks to that weekend gig I invested myself.
Photography became my hobby, now my heart felt great it’s full of great memory.
Though I still have issues that needs to be resolved, people who cannot accept that I will choose somebody else.
A youthful bullshit now I am going to make it up with.
I can make it better, that’s how BTS taught me.
I am going back to the province, back there I have a home to stay, a voice to be heard and future waiting for me.

I may not be present mostly, but I will be happy in all my ways.
The fear that they’ve planted within me, somehow stopped me from becoming the real me.
Now that I care less about other people’s lives and just cheer them up whatever life they currently have, I became more happy and excited to be myself.
They still keep telling me bullshit, but I am no longee listening to it.
I have heard enough, same story, same people, same comparison, same shame, no one cares.
I no longer care, though they still sound shit, now they’re trying to be close to me after what they’ve done and the pain I have to go through just to heal myself and come out stronger than ever before.

I will do it now, I am no longer scared.
The best is yet to come, I will prove them wrong about my father’s family.
Let’s see how I will prosper with my friends and the cool people that surrounds me.
It’s a beautiful Monday by the way, I wish to give justice to this day.
I am so happy I got so much time sleeping in my amazing bed that my company gave me.
I have accomplished a lot more because of the blessings I have received.
I will praise the lord for all the things that matters to me.
I am the luckiest still despite of what’s constantly popping up in my head.
Forgiveness is the cure, that’s the only way, I can be free from my evil thoughts.

Published by Roselyn

Hi! I'm Roselyn! The first and only daughter of my father. He's a farmer and I am so proud of him for raising me and accepting me as his own. I believe that Broken families are meant to be broken for good. As a product, I always feel in-secured about family coz I think I don't have one and I am left alone; but the truth is, I still have them, they just went separate ways and I just have to accept that and move on. It's my only insecurity, I have no place to call my home coz my parents doesn't have one. They're broken after all. I'm going to make a family and it will start with me.

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