The Journey
By: J. Sison
Stray in the middle of nowhere,
Where the place is so dark and full of razor-sharp weeds,
A large empty space inside my mind,
It seems that my time is out of this world.
That is how I look at myself,
Lost in this reality,
Trying to look for answers,
Grasping for truth,
In search for my true self.
Walking along the dangerous path of my journey,
Where troubles could come towards me in that dark and bushy place,
A question suddenly pops out of my mind,
Will I be able to find my way?
Will I be able to conquer my fears?
Am I able to fight this thing within me?
That bothers me,
Torturing me,
Am I going to find my true self?
Wandering around in that middle of nowhere,
Where doubts of finding my way back home seized me,
An old man came towards me,
And asked for water and food,
Telling me about the journey he had been,
How hard he had traveled,
How long he had spent
Enduring that same dangerous path,
In search for his own true self.
Talking while resting in the middle of nowhere,
With the old man who is on his way home after finding himself in his journey,
Telling me things he experienced.
No matter how hard the road is,
No matter how difficult to cross rivers,
No matter how high the mountains are,
No matter how long the journey is,
You will have the chance,
To conquer and find your true self.
So I continued the journey along the middle of nowhere,
Where I left the old man cheering me on with his words of wisdom,
I promised myself one thing for sure,
That, no matter how perilous the road is,
No matter how difficult to cross rivers,
No matter how high the mountains are,
No matter how long the journey is,
I will have the chance,
I will conquer and find my true self.
Arriving in the house with eyes full of tears, I went to the bathroom and had a shower to cool my head. I sat on the bowl thinking about what went wrong between us. I could hardly imagine how things went so fast. It was like a blink of an eye that we were just together then suddenly we were history.
To be continued…